Women love calling me demon
Cuz they all do what the D want
Silver on tongue I’m a deacon
Using my words as a decoy
If I get caught they gon destroy

Naughty by nature my design
Even the devil was divine
Living a life you can’t define
I could care less about desires
I hit it right they ain’t deprived

3 at a time up the dosage
You tryna find out what dos is
Pulled left and right like I’m Dhalsim
Women remind of dolphins
Beauty and brains but they’re dangerous
Lost in the wild like Sudeikis

In love with music for decades
I listen now hear the decay
Never will I make the debate
Still number one to Ms. DK
But she hate I live like Deray

My train of thought won't be derailed
Never been trapped by no De-Villes
Ain’t with that jazz call me D. Will
She might be pure, need the D still
So you know I’m out for D kill

I question god for his deep sins
He sit back and watch like it depends
For children or women I'd descend
If nothing is real and I’m dreaming
Please pull the chord I’m too deep in

I hit a lick and feed D poor
But I’m still rotten to D core
Girls would prefer that I’m deboned
But they will settle for dethroned
After 3 times they’re disowned
So after 3 times it’s discord
I’m a sex addict like D.Straw
Started from nothing like D.Rose

Karma might give me a daughter (damn don't)
Not a deadbeat but I’d dart her (won't)
Everything marred by my darkness
I do not want her to darken
Gift and a curse with this dark skin
Many don’t know what the dark is

My train of thought won't be derailed
Never been trapped by no De-Villes
Ain’t with that jazz call me D. Will
She might be pure, need the D still
So you know I’m out for D kill