When Winter's Going

[Verse 1] 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 [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 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