This is a song about "I feel like joining the illuminatti and satan"

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

Stuck in the matrix im chillin' with god and satan

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

"are you alright, you convulsing, and look like satan.

My minds melting and i feel like i'm evaporating

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Can't handle the splice of satan and i, the stage is my paradise

But you know women lieits like i sent my love with a text two times

Satan helped me and you were screaming, but later, i was weaken

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

I feel like i'm stuck like i'm sitting in the center seat

I've got a pet demon and i call him satan

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

I feel like i should shoot bars at the greatest

The former, position of a pimp