This is a song about "Demon prize"

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Snapped our friendship, you filled a treason, that spewed the demon

I’m effervescent, just ask them

It will not be taken from the demon

A hollow demon bitch

I'm sure to get rich

Mine? type: nice. light come off the white ice

Despise us, we're deprived of a slice of the cake prize,

To legitimize the prize money

Must be something you want me to see

Its open mic night and i'm going to win the grand prize

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

So demon bodies can decay

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay

To become a demon, reamin joy from everybody,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three