This is a song about "Sinister minister"

Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber

Malcolm sex is the devil's minister

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

You think it’s sinister, like we’ve committed a sickening crime,

Once again it's the sinister, cynical, minister shady

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

Sinister persona similar to how hitlers was

Am i behind this, i'm just like this sinister highness

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

I've become a sinister

With a gun, wish i could see him clearer

And i'm the sinister mr. kiss-my-ass, it's just the

How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina

Her life full of mysteries, and sinister visions peek,

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed