This is a song about "Angeles and demons"

Splitting and drilling the heads of demons, i ain't satanic/

K9's all in the kitchen way before i even heard of mike vick

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

See i'm down with my demons, in my head and i'm bored

Hey, die hard, killing all them demons

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Don't let your demons keep you from dreamin and find your calling

Are much important i'm getting angrier while recording

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I got bigger fish to fry and wicked demons to conquer

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Go to hell and get rape, penetrate by demons in the torment space

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

Just a guy who's got some words to say and demons to set free