This is a song about "Dark demons and kind angels"

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Those dark eyes and wrists bleed

Girls like me cuz i'm kind and handsome

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

And like light post i be shining in the dark

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

How can monsters and demons and ghosts and shit scare me

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

And it looks you're one of those flexible kind

And, i aint talking bout the paper kind

Relationships should never rewind

I got bigger fish to fry and wicked demons to conquer

Material girls can't call you, cause you deserve all from the honor

Demons flash the warning lights, i cower and i testify,

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why