Once apon a time i was possessed by the Devil Always givin ideas to do somethin else evil Doin stupid shit to innocent people But that's when God took over the field and leveled the Devil I was such a bad person, didn't think I could do worse then Shit got worse and worse again and again Face stuffed in my pillow wonderin when Ima clean my act up and all the evil will end Angel number 773 protectin me now See that number everywhere, thinkin "wtf how?" On the odometer when I'm cruisin through town It's even in my girl's new randomized Google account Committing so many sins Lord please forgive me I'm walkin on pins Jesus where do I begin? Life stuck in the mud all I'm doin is spin God looked me in the eyes, said "I gotchu" Said "I heard the ol Devil boh caught you" I cried "it's true, but I'm not gonna argue" He said "take my hand, he will no longer haunt you" Never thought he was real Till he pulled out his heavenly bottle of Flex Seal Said I'm still good enough to heal Said "Give it bout a year and lemme know how you feel" Didn't believe it but now I can feel it My life's getting better I know that God's healin it No more will that evil Devil be stealin it No more will I have to sit here and deal with it Never have I ever believed in God But when shit started getting rough I had some thoughts And now shit's getting better, I thought it would not So I now know that God killed the Devil he fought Darkness will never again live inside of me Breathin cuz God gave the Devil the heat Give the Devil the finger cuz he cannot cheat Cuz I got 773 protectin me Comin back harder than a half pound of opioids polaroids capturin the life I destroyed Carin bout nothin, zero fucks deployed Shit comin out ya mouth gonna cause a hemorrhoid If again I ever see the Devil face-to-face Ima rip his horns off, throw 'em in my case When I come home, ima throw 'em way down in the basement Cuz I really couldn't think of a better placement Chillin on the couch with a comforter blanket Wonderin if one day ima finally make it While ya'll are wakin up and deciding to fake it I be cruisin on my own whether I make or break it Whether I make or break it I'll still be bustin my ass Skippin class, writin rhymes on the shitter without a hall pass Teacher bitchin at me so I look back and laugh Everyone of you laughin until I get you surpassed None of you motherfuckers know what I've been through Mind sicker than the flu, didn't know what to do Now I know what do, so I think it's my cue Dr. Feast in this bitch nigga, how are you?