This is a song about "Demomonic things"

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Soon enough i want those gold things

All these things until they unfold

Time to get her bags get ghost

Making things hard to find

Pay my haters not too much mind

She did things that were bad

Yo, i'll bet she be back

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Realising that world leans on things

While scheming on hits

Yeah on a beat i may say things

Cause real niggas do real things

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Chattering bring back other things

I think it's more racist than ratings