This is a song about "Demons raise time for demise"

Waiting for me to raise the bar

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

The danger is at an all time high when i raise the pen

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

And people tell me "sit down" every time i raise my hand in class,

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

No time for make up and no time for truth

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

And people tell me "sit down" every time i raise my hand in class,

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But check out how i roll mine

Sky high, she knew her demise was nigh

Movin, eyelids low cause my bills too high

Welcome to organized crime

Iv been on the streets for time