This is a song about "Satan bitches"

I am a sneak your soul like a satan.

Few clowns was hatin', moved my pounds to dayton

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

I've got a pet demon and i call him satan

Hot like spain, run by a guy named satan

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

No devil worship, i aint praying to satan

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

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

85. relative of satan,

And we ain't land on that mr. reagan

Don't mistake it for satan

Something wicked this way come

Marvelous author in publications of satan

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one