This is a song about "Demonic"

Bitch i'm on it, flow demonic, don't you know i'm tokin chronic

But when i come around her crib, i go in on this chick

I'm your hypocrisy, manifested demonic

Back washing to my gang, you don't wanna take a sip

While working on my mistakes

I was born with demonic traits

With my muscle you'll be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle

Conquered demonic battles in the tower of babel.

A demonic soul that needs to eat.

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

I'm turning demonic seems i can't stop craving skin,

I’m simply fuckin’ with bitches that know they whole position

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Deathly ties , wicked lies , the hallucination of demonic sides.

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Your rhymes are nuclear but mine are demonic