Twisted Insane - Problem lyrics

I am a Problem Hurry get up on your knees Pray to Jesus Days I was in a cage Now I'm on my way to my thesis Cut a n***a with a bu*terfly Then chew him like he Reese's Pieces Throw him in the oven Cooking bodies like quiches They don't wanna go against me I'ma k** 'em all off one day Doing One Hundred and Fifty Reversin' all in one way Nobody up on the level even with the demon I really put fitty in your a** Ready to hit the gas and blast on a Sunday