This is a song about "Witches"

My rap is magical sparks, so dark witches, behold this

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

And snitches be getting hunted like some witches

Got so many witches, the curse pile's running low

Get him a mauri flow, from the mauri show

Witches evil spell, angry convict in the jail cell

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

The road ain't yellow and there ain't no witches

Together all the timethought it was true love

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Scooped in dishes and eaten by the village witches.

Im not superstitious but the witches kisses caught me like fishes

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

Tell them witches and their race that there's a penalty,

New love is so beautiful. time just makes it ugly