This is a song about "Satan weed bitches"

Father christmas, satan, and chris dorner

Can't keep up, get your liters in order

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

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

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

I swear to satan i'm saying

Tryna find the one

Don't mistake him for satan

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

That they've sold their souls* to satan

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Now im thinking rapping weed, rapping weed

Quick trap a demon and dick slap satan!

Bet your bottom dollar before i'm done

Don't mistake it for satan

They'll have to rename this one