This is a song about "Sympathy for the devil"

They say we living in troubled times

The devil lives in disguise

From the preacher cuz you're the devil

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

So loud the devil had to come and see me for himself

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Tony yayo its the devil mane

Wifey like it one minute next minute she don't, man

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

That barrel longer than a word with 10 letters

Married to the devil, for better or worse

As i light one for ill will

Best not meddle with the devil

Tell em bitches they can get up on my level

Ha i dare ya', i'm like the devil!