This is a song about "Demons inside"

Seeking reasons for weekend demons

So here i am at the store for some chips

Red eyed demons whispering the devils secrets

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Two times, cause a youngin ain't died

I must be different inside

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

32. demons are preventing me,

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Went through grievance through many seasons, fought many demons

When you spill out hits

Gettin to know his demons

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

Defeated, beaten by these demons in a bottle

Trying to climb up inside,

It's alright, if it's right