This is a song about "Demons creeping"

Good and evil, deceiving deceitful like creeping people

Rather die making money than live poor and legal

And if i want to go outside

Monsters creeping up in the night

Seeking reasons for weekend demons

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

I'm activated by the moves your making

Strangle the demons that we're facing/

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

I'm made from micro pieces consumed by the demons

My mind is what i'm keeping from the spies in plain sight creeping

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

But she only fuck with boss niggas - lames, you outta luck

My burial at sea gets to me when i sleep, creeping up/