This is a song about "Dark souls and light spirits"

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Demons are trapped inside, and i experience spirits,

You turn on my light for my day when it dark in my brain

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

No desire to spark beef, light a fire in the dark street

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

It's usually lots of fun to see their souls plunge into the dark,

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

No desire to spark beef, light a fire in the dark street/

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

If it's dark, use bark and light the night with a spark,

Sorta like drano...you know how the game goes

The mainstream is selling out, giving their bodies and souls,

What do i really need

Those dark eyes and wrists bleed