This is a song about "Demons in the head"

I heard that statistic i almost cried

Demons weeping, as angels cry in the sunlight

The modern man was never dead, he's in my head/

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

And she gon let it loose, hey

Prayed the demons away.

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

As demons seep in the sinners early fate

Fucked up in the head, to hot head always wearing a frown

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

Lonely hearted in the corner hearing voices in my head.

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Breaking the limit, awakening my inner demons/

I was born to do the damn thing

Strangle the demons that we're facing/