[Intro]
Alright, um, here's that one song after this
That a lot of you know, so, uh
Let me just, let me just, let me just

[Verse]
This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep
Some food for thought some food for death, go ahead and fucking eat
My father′s dead, well I don′t know, we'll never fucking meet
I cut my wrist and play piano cause I′m- (Fuckin' bitch)
Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed
This meeting just begun, n***a I'm Satan′s son