This is a song about "Angels and demons faught"

And i ride for any nigga who believe in the shit

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

Demons weeping, as angels cry in the sunlight

And just for that, i'mma blow 25 tonight

If sam rosen never rolled and malcom never spoke

And that aint no joke, demons is all i provoke

We race foreign cars, custom models

My dreams are falling like evil angels

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

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

I know when you're coming babymy tongue got you going crazy

Cant let my soul free its locked up and my demons through away the key

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

Stopped runnin from my demons, now we play cards and shit

Im progression, and well your not, this battle was easy im glad we faught.

Everything i do exotic i don't need to bring a broad