This is a song about "Demons weed"

When you spill out hits

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Defeated, beaten by these demons in a bottle

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

I never fit in with them light skins

So i consent to a bargain with demons

And even when you crabby, obey all seasons

Tripping while i'm slipping, busy fighting off these demons

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Put up and smoke that weed,

Your eyes are amazing

Strangle the demons that we're facing/

So here i am at the store for some chips

Seeking reasons for weekend demons