This is a song about "Demons control time"

Exposing me to my demons

So here i am at the store for some chips

Breaking the limit, awakening my inner demons/

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Demons, these angels just took control of these beasts

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Look out below, there is no inventory control

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

And the v12, that's on various trips

Hey, die hard, killing all them demons

Tripping while i'm slipping, busy fighting off these demons

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Brought the sword as a mind control