This is a song about "Satan"

Listening to me is like worshiping satan,

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

Dancin' with satan in satin

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

That they've sold their souls* to satan

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

Used my immortal techniques to have a dance off with satan,

See i'm a nice man but money turned me to satan

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

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Marvelous author in publications of satan

No devil worship, i aint praying to satan

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Quick trap a demon and dick slap satan!