This is a song about "Murder satan 666 demons"

Satan falls back..demons get smacked...evil backtracks sinners get stopped in their tracks/

I know they mad i’m on, but that's too bad cause err shit, i'm here to stay i brought my bags

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Hey, die hard, killing all them demons

Murder you notable, murder you glasses

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Except ill be commitin lyrical murder

But he don't rule a thing

I swear to satan i'm saying

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

Don't mistake it for satan

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

That they've sold their souls* to satan

Don't mistake him for satan

Now look: the change has come