This is a song about "Sympathy for the devil"

Call me the fucking devil,

Never wrong at any level

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

Wouldn't sell my soul to the devil for summer jam,

The opposite of sympathy fuck you and all your problems bitch

I'm in dulles waiting on luggage - luxury baggage

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

Compared to me lil waynes below the devil

Tony yayo its the devil mane

We was lookin for change 'til barack came

Ain't heard dc since sardines came

Tony yayo its the devil mane

That's the devil in my ear

You light-years behind here

I can tell the girls have sympathy for me

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money