Him Songtext

It's the masochist, master blood practices cursed by extravagance
The depths in my mind is the black abyss, the devil's advocate
My magic trick is to convince the world that I don't exist
Addicted to money and infinite power and diamond encrusted nooses lit
Bitch, been sedated, I awakened to be more than famous
Uh, situations slowly solved, I sold my soul for status
Sacrificial, sacrilegion, all of these bitches going half on a sack
This ain't Devil's lettuce, this a motherfuckin' soul pack, bitch

Through fake smiles and hugs, they want me for my buzz
It's kind of hard to tell from who I am and who I was
I place no one above my fame, my fans and funds
The Devil tryna trap me, saying I'm the chosen one, but why?

'Cause I'm H-I-M, 'cause I'm H-I-M
Hot damn, 'cause I'm H-I-M, 'cause I'm H-I-M
Hot damn, 'cause I'm H-I-M, 'cause I'm H-I-M
Hot damn, 'cause I'm H-I-M, 'cause I'm H-I-M
Hot damn
Soon as I become the greatest
Now my ex wanna suck it like degeneration
Never exhibited patience, I'm surrounded by succubus energy taken
Pass naked, ass shaking, cash making, smoked out
Gas chamber, last thing I seen was demons coked out
Blinding by money and women and clout, give you my soul then I turn to a Faust
I can't tell the difference between who I was from then and now
Sacrificial, sacrilegious, slaughtering omens that's all on my back
'Cause I'm H-I-M, Ion need no fucking soul pact, bitch

You look up to him, I look up to God
You look up to him, I look up to God
You look up to him, I look up to God
You look up to him, I look up to God