This is a song about "Demons inside my head"

Lord, give me strength, release the demons inside,

Tell by your handbag that boy don't do you right

But it inside my head, those voices had an objection.

You killed the nigga, i stole a bible, is that a sin

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

See i'm down with my demons, in my head and i'm bored

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Just got some words inside my head i use my mouth to transmit

Together all the timethought it was true love

Press throw and brother see my demons in three pieces

I thought inside my head, this is the wrong direction.

Everything got a flaw, we desire perfection

Im outrunning my demons every fucking rhyme i jot

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Lay awake at night i fight these demons that are inside

And i been fucking with cosby since i was ten, you damn right