This is a song about "Son of satan"

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

The you of my son, family and friends will just drop.

Red riding is getting some of this wolfly odder cock

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Back of your mind, i know you wanna stop me son

Words of an evil twin, actin like satan finally gotta win,

So i proceed to make gs, eternally in my mission

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Packing a gun to punk you whackest of bums with no answers for son

Don't think my name is lucifer like i'm a disciple of satan,

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

And don't perform after him or you might regret

Son, you think your good, get it out of your head,

I kind of look up to satan as a god, so why is it,

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that