Smokin With the Devil Gangsta Pat

[Verse 1: Gangsta Pat]
I'm wakin' up out of my sleep, and I'm thinkin' I'm dreamin'
I feel like I'm goin' insane
I can just feel the presence of another spirit inside me controllin' my brain
Tryna get me to commit bloody murder
For money and set niggas up for the stain
Visions of demons be screamin' and fiendin' for spirits
Some niggas that fucked up the game
I'm comin' up out of my bed with a head full of thoughts
That might get me locked up in a cell
Lookin' for weapons, I'm steppin' up off
And I'm caught when I'm lost, and exhausted as well
Suddenly out of the ground, a vision appears
It's such a demonly form
Thunder and lightning so frightening, and darkness cover the sky
While my body is warm
I feel like I'm goin' insane, I'm feelin' pain
I wanna break free but I'm frozen
Am I forbidden to die by the fact that I've fucked
With the curse that the devil has chosen
All of my for real all my nigga
The spirit is bigger than life and it's larger than death
I'm hidin', I'm hyperventilating, waitin' for Satan to show
And I'm holdin' my breath
But will he appear
Will he just come and collect elements from my body and soul
Or will he come kill me, and drill me with teeth in my stomach
And pump me, gone beat 'til I'm swole
I'm tryin' to be brave, and I fear no evil for nothing
Cause I know that he's on a hunt
I pull out a swisher, and split it, and lit it, and hit it
And pass the devil a blunt