This is a song about "Rap devils"

Or for nicer other white devils

But most times darling the sequel sucks

The devils stuck with this never hearing hero

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

Angels fight with devils and here's what they want from me

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

People leaned to shoulder devils, sippin' lean, smokin' weed,

U will dance for eternity in the devils pit

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

See i ain't tryna think about no phone bills

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

And if you light skin you might want to be careful

Next level special, the fucking devils vessel