This is a song about "Im the devils vessel"

Got the devils own luck/no more a rebel, grown up

Blowing that money here, making money in europe

Real slow yea i'll make you feel special

Cause hes settled in a vessel

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

You in the devils creek/ when you lose the paddle/ boy you betta learn to swim

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Listen to the devils voice and it's giving me chills

Heeding a meeting with the devils anvil.

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

The devils drug got me feeling a real good high./

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

By the devil, im special, theres no settled blood vessel