This is a song about "My father satan"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I rathered you than my father or mother

But all ten of them gonna call a nigga period

Living a better life than my father did

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

My father is the cause of these memories

Thought about you and my dick got hard as satan.

My talent should take me places i've never been

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

The death of my father is the reason for my hate...

On tours, we straight making sure lawyer fees paid

Tell satan my soul is his to take,

Don't believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip

Satan tried to make me sell my soul, he was no advocate

I'm slashing throats until satan questions my sanity

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see