This is a song about "Demons control time"

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

I'm standing up, i'ma face my demons

Women at my pole

Where i could be in control,

Prayed the demons away.

So close i could give flip a play

She lashes at me, out of control,

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Almost lose control, lost sanity

Gettin to know his demons

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Brought the sword as a mind control

Open up your contacts then scroll

Just another system of control

Timmy got his bike stole