This is a song about "Roasting him"

It's lucifer, they call him satanic, they're way against him,

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

The 4 horsemen surround him, they try to astound him,

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Everything got a flaw, we desire perfection

Carl c is gone , mcees hate him vote against him

But im already better than him

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Youssef dont forgive him

How you hold in emotion

Or left with her mother, to beat him before the strangle him,

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

They call him a monster when in all reality they created him

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

And chickie's never loved him

This boa, what's your motivation