This is a song about "Satan calling my name"

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

God calling the name but we didnt give a reply

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

Tinted out, you ain't seeing through

I remember calling you my boo/

Put my calling card, through the side of your brain.

Here i go again, falling in love again

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Don't think my name is lucifer like i'm a disciple of satan,

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Shaking hands, just my hands are shaking 'cause i dance with satan,

Tell satan my soul is his to take,

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Knowing you shouldn't think that way and trying to freeze your brain

Head is about u my heart is calling your name,