When Winter’s Going

[Verse 1]
I get 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 begin to age
At a quicker pace the further we'd separate in distance
But I've forgotten his existence within five minutes
Love means nothin' to me, my life's like tennis
Thought for a long time I'd never recover
I had a good thing, shoulda kept my bread and butter
I wanna see him dead but people with close connections
Usually go within seconds of another

[Verse 2]
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 sure-tell 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 ridin' over the face of the Moon