This is a song about "Demonic"

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.

And will shoot out my demonic side for you alliterate apes,

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

Emitted amidst uplifted insistent percent of inventive intentions

Demonic followers sitting in a circle of candles in every sessions

And me, cool & dre gettin' high like planes

I was born with demonic traits

Crave hedonic pleasures, somewhat demonic, not illuminati or masonic

All i wanna know girl what yo name is, i see them other niggas they be on that lame shit

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

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

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

I'm your hypocrisy, manifested demonic

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit