This is a song about "Demonic vision s are my angel wings balancing on to strings"

A demonic soul that needs to eat.

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

I think i'm seein' angel strings, my god! my brain is best soakin'!//

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Like ellen degeneres clitoris is playing with dick

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

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Bottles on the floor and my vision is skewed

Now the position you in, cant have the permission to make decision in my vision

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

You are the angel, you sit like a bolder on my shoulder,

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

People say i'm a cynical villain / it's typical my bars are a biblical vision

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one