This is a song about "Son of satan"

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

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

I ain't just rapping, i can make it happen

Shit, come down, its not that much of a suprise son!

Branded a son of middle-class folk,

Been running around trying find a job

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

I'm the bastard son of a

The son of the holy father who died up on the cross

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

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

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Illuminate the room and prepare for lies of satan.

Gettin good graces, take his money, aa-another one

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

I'm the lost son of god in the new page of psalm