This is a song about "Meth and satan"

Shorty been fly forever, these bitch's parachutes broke

They don't know about the meth, and the smack and the dope,

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

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

Illuminate the room and prepare for lies of satan.

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

We kick it back and forth, you can call us meth and red,

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Me and satan vacatin to ancient alien places

Now we're goin' back and forth with the flow like meth and red,

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

Smoking meth, weed and popping pills at the same time