When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave
Self-destruction's author, with the devil i take selfies.
They talk say cool jew na the man
That's the kinda person i am
I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit
I tried to sell my soul, the devil couldn't afford it
She ain't got a man
The women think i am
It was called the devil and i was the vessel
I'm in the courtroom, screaming 'who dat?' on the devil
That's why i already stated that's the scripture of the devil,
Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will
Big shit popping, i'm the man
I can't change the way i am
Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental
However this was the arraignment i made with the devil
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