This is a song about "Turn from your ways o israel"

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

I turn around and its freddy kruger from elm street

It’s hard when starving marcus garvey messed with malcolm little

Turn your life completely around and turn you suicidal,

Now it’s your turn, spitting till your thirty?

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Love your wicked ways got you fucking for days

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

Growing up i had your posters o

Niggas buy ringers can't pay their bill though

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

Your phone's cocked, but i've blocked your calls to triple o

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

Watch your body turn indian red,