This is a song about "Demons inside"

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

Lay awake at night i fight these demons that are inside

While scheming on hits

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Hey, die hard, killing all them demons

So here i am at the store for some chips

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Demons torture me in my sleep

Breaking the limit, awakening my inner demons/

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

Keep fighting these demons who keep haunting me

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Gettin to know his demons

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

I'm made from micro pieces consumed by the demons