This is a song about "The shepherd of evil"

As i said, i'm evil, my rhyming ain't feeble, i knock the beatles of the charts

Man quit rapping get out this site, go proclaim loud like a little kid who wants

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

The evil look i always rock with an evil scorn,

With a world full of evil

Lady at the frank stand will

Money is the root of evil.

As i light one for ill will

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

Slinky, so robust, trust what i say is the evil of dusk

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Than these pseudo-intellectual hipsters, the evil,

No one that's breathin' is seen as an equal

No heart, just a mind full of pure evil