This is a song about "The way of satan"

Then some lady named billie holiday

But i'm not, it's my life, i got the right of way,

Out of the way, with the golden hat on the ground

I heard ya lost do you know your way around

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Words are weapons, the only right way of the worlds directions

I'm at the top of the league the way i pro-vide,

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Me and my homieskick it like everyday

In the hopes of gettin' lucky and finding a way

Illuminate the room and prepare for lies of satan.

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

Can't handle the splice of satan and i, the stage is my paradise

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Makin' its way to an out of the way place, and you ain't escapin' it