This is a song about "Satan kicking butt"

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

Bruce lee kicking tidal waves at sea

Shit, we don't believe none of them

That they've sold their souls* to satan

Don't mistake it for satan

As many grains of salt as bacon

Marvelous author in publications of satan

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

I'm kicking all your behinds

Rollin' down the four o five

Don't mistake him for satan

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

I'm done thinking, this ain't enough drinking

Get that 40 sipping, mad trippin, straight kicking

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

But i'm so smoothe like baby butt