When Winter's Going - Jus Allah

I am mistaken for Satan

I use his name for escape and evasion

I’m an identity thief, he’s like Jason Bateman

I was raised in hell, we grew up twins

We used to talk at the same time, move in unison

Had it down the wrong path, we both were distorted

He wanted to eat the body, I wanted to pork it

It’s unfortunate we both went separate ways

As soon as we came to a road with a fork in it

I noticed in the instance, I began to age

At a quicker pace the further we’d separate in distance

But I’ve forgotten his existence within five minutes

Love means nothing to me, my life’s like tennis

Thought for a long time I’d never recover

I had a good thing, should’ve kept my bread and butter

I wanna see him dead but people with close connections

Usually go within seconds of another

I am related to hatred

I have a cousin inside of a coven

I get my hexes for next to nothin', a dime a dozen

Now I don’t purchase, cause I was sewn curses

That were sewn together with words from my own verses

Coincidence?

I noticed twice, I gave her the

Benefit of the doubt, maybe they were oversights

It’s not like her, cause if she wanted a ghostwriter

She could’ve contacted an actual poltergeist

She re-used a classic, I could hear her voice

Through the white noise with the TV tuned in static

I had proof, a short tailed sign

But she must’ve put a +Spell+ on my mind like Blue Magic

It faded soon, but came back the second I ate

Something she gave me, she made me taste a spoon

I can’t call her, last time I even saw her

She was on a broom, riding over the face of the moon