This is a song about "Witch"

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Then you're a witch could it get worse when i dissed toby in "it's on"

Gotta try not to look fake in fact

Ain't shit magic or witch craft

That’s what i was sent out to be, log out bitch go beg any witch, sit down and wish

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Politicians to stand and fight, making accusations to inferior races,

I kill more than the french revolution witch was like off with his head and his and his and his

Broke freddy's fingers and put a curse on the blair witch

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch

And just like the wicked witch your fainting

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

All we do is work white, sorta like a dentist

Witch such a fucking bitch who won't switch for which makes me pissed