This is a song about "Witches"

Together all the timethought it was true love

Scooped in dishes and eaten by the village witches.

Shitto me that shit sound delicious

These witches churned, yearned and returned kisses.

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

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

Unholy like witches, or anyone for the riches

It ain't nothin' better than a passionate woman

Witches tongue, trigger happy finger on the bristling gun

Our lyrics so dope they thought we was witches

Now momma told me be careful who you love

That scary love, never get married love

And snitches be getting hunted like some witches

I found myself losing focus at a sunday service

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