This is a song about "Praise satan"

No devil worship, i aint praying to satan

Peep me how i'm raising up the capital from nathan

We stay faded, need no occasion

85. relative of satan,

With laser beams and praise it seems

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Who knows what the

We praise you mandela

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Flowin' like the creampie inside of your daughter

Don't mistake it for satan

Something wicked this way come

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

They ask me why i praise like that

Don't mistake him for satan

Come get some, you little bum