The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its
Tripping while i'm slipping, busy fighting off these demons
No smilescause ain't a thing funny
Keep fighting these demons who keep haunting me
I'm made from micro pieces consumed by the demons
By the water, au revoir to my audience
Exposing me to my demons
While scheming on hits
It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings
My reasons are preaches hunting on societys feeble demons
Up until i get cheese effortless like a dentist
And older women put a nigga on their bucket list
She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight
As demons seep in the sinners early fate
Breaking the limit, awakening my inner demons/
Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips
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