This is a song about "Demons made me smoke the blunt"

Lord, give me strength, release the demons inside,

Watchin the cops roll byit ain't easy... that's right

Smoke a blunt with him remanissin bout how well he know me

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

I smoke blunt after every fucking day,

Can't be held against you in any kind of way

Hoping that the material possesions can materialise to a better you

Cause i write like a angry poet, that's what the demons want me to do/

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

We can all chill and smoke on a fat blunt

Exposing me to my demons

She likes the way it hits her lips

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

Let me blaze the ''king'' like a blunt, get smoked off your throne,

On top of that, i’m broke

I smoke on the best smoke