This is a song about "Satan fuck"

No devil worship, i aint praying to satan

Few clowns was hatin', moved my pounds to dayton

I'm activated by the moves your making

I swear to satan i'm saying

But i get the dough, shit i might splurge on one

Hot like spain, run by a guy named satan

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Yeah yeah, fuck it, knock knock, satan open the fucking door,

Im a lyrical satan with clerical sanctions

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

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

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

Stuck in the matrix im chillin' with god and satan

Fuck satan, listen to him? never again will i fall into his sleeping den!

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again