I stand on the corner of the block slingin amethyst rocks
Drinkin 40’s of mother earth’s private nectar stock, dodging cops
‘Cus 5-0 be the 666 & I need a fix of that purple rain
The type of ♥♥♥♥ that drives membranes insane
Oh yea, I’m in the fast lanes snortin candy M’s
That free my body & soul & send me like shazam
Never question who I am, Satan knows
& I know Satan personally
In fact, he lets me call Him “ME”