[Intro] (Listen) [Hook:Vic The Devil] Tell em' each mix-tape is like the birth of Jesus Can't explain it but the world needs it [Verse 1: Vic The Devil] All I see is Coke and weed spinnin' like a double helix Better say it if you really mean it I'm hawkin' n***as like Stephen I'm trapped inside of my genius But i'm not try'n to be the smartest quadriplegic Jimmy Hendrix, Jim Morrison, River Phoenix Speedin' strait to d**h its like a n***a need it Looks are deceivin' I'm used to bobbin' and weavin' Got hoes bobbing there weaves taking D Like its really what they need I'm smoking sour diesel like i need it (Yea) Plus the Psilocybin truffles got me sea sick All of the non believers need to get to believein' Holy heavenly father slash lyrical genius (Yea) [Hook] [Verse 2: Vic The Devil] Am i Osiris or "Cyrus The Virus" I am as high as Apache pilots Sick as "West Nile" is Sick Like AIDS Virus Divine light shinin' bright Like nine prisms aligned with the horizon They cla**less I'm at the a**es I sway the ma**es I sizzle hashish I need some matches Hand Me the Matches I'm Done