This is a song about "Demons on my mind"

On another level shit, elevator to my mind

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Demons torture me in my sleep

I exited my room, i had death on my mind.

Dope money still a object, it’s the same damn grind

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

My reasons are preaches hunting on societys feeble demons

My mind is on vacation but my body has arrived home

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

Gotta give it to you girl you're one of a kind

I exited my room, i had death on my mind.

I'm the trill og and i be out here on the grind

Now we 'bout to break the bank, money be on my mind

Smoking on purple to free my mind,

Relationships should never rewind