This is a song about "Satanic"

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

It's lucifer, they call him satanic, they're way against him,

Propose/ satanic dealings behind imaginary fabrics

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

No it's not satanic, it's magic

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Satanic? bitch please, more like volcanic/

Thug niggas, drug dealers, it's a trip

// his voice: it's time, someone must die. satanic voice:you pick! whose life?

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

But i slaughter beats like a satanic priest

Headed for doom, still consumed by the beast

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

// satanic voice: satanic ritual abuse, just let loose,

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

Painting pictures with your caucus, satanic ways, venom in my blood acid in my brain