This is a song about "Satans"

Like rich homie quan,yall pawns, im satans spawn,spit fire when i yawn,

But ya chose to go before meand brothas miss ya while your gone

Don't need to rationalize realize satans alive bringing unlimited supplies

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

I'm ready to feel the burn of swell and satans breath

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

Let me start this off quick and simple i was sent from heaven to solve satans

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

My brain, oh so trippy satans game. fuckin taylor swift an everythings

Those bitches can burn in hell and contemplate satans shit

It's like my lawyer know black magic, black rabbit

Satans worship semtexes purchased its me n you versus

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

I flipped satans switch, its on let me fulfill my dreams