I was the baby that come from the devil, bitch ass simps be calling me evil. My horns can't be played but I'll give you some music, stupid ass bitch being simplistic. Call me the devil - the goat with the fire, burning everything down like it's my desire. Your head on my wall like an ornament. Beating you silly like a tournament. I'll beat you hard with this instrumental, gonna have you feeling damn suicidal. Bitch, stop coming back to me. All you do is cry blasfemy. Stupid bitch can't enter a spelling bee or win back her sanity. I'm like a rock, as hard as they come. Sit the fuck down I ain't done. My heart can't be broken, unlike your dreams sadly mistaken. I'm like fire, you burn when you touch stamping on your head like I'm dumping the clutch. Spelling ain't that hard, it's like starting with the letter 1... Or so you say hun. First you have to walk the walk before you talk the talk you dork. Line my dot, shoot your shot, take your pot, tie the knot cause that's all you got. I sharpen my knife to take your life. I may be broken with a bit of happy, sorry but I think you have the clappy.