This is a song about "Time to face facts mr satan"

Never give up never face the facts

He in bootcamp, you on food stamps

That's word to mr. sweatshirt let me get back

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

No devil worship, i aint praying to satan

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Used my immortal techniques to have a dance off with satan,

That they've sold their souls* to satan

Latin and asians, black, caucasian

So don't worry about my motherfucking name

Am not ready to face the facts i've gone insane

Hell im the only one to ever ignite satan

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun