Okay so basically this is a line from a poem I wrote about loving someone who is toxic, so its not really about the devil (in case my grandma is seeing this) its a metaphor for that person you are seeing who you know DAMN well ain't no good for you but you still melt a bit when they call you baby. 

 

 • 50% pre-shrunk cotton, 50% polyester 

 • Fabric weight: 8.0 oz/yd² (271.25 g/m²) 

 • Air-jet spun yarn with a soft feel and reduced pilling 

 • Double-lined hood with matching drawcord 

 • Quarter-turned body to avoid crease down the middle 

 • 1 × 1 athletic rib-knit cuffs and waistband with spandex 

 • Front pouch pocket 

 • Double-needle stitched collar, shoulders, armholes, cuffs, and hem 

 • Blank product sourced from Honduras, Mexico, or Nicaragua