This is a song about "Demons"

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

Hey, die hard, killing all them demons

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

And the v12, that's on various trips

Gettin to know his demons

So i consent to a bargain with demons

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Strangle the demons that we're facing/

Same '89 camry that needs painting

How can monsters and demons and ghosts and shit scare me

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Still follows me around but it's time to exorcise these demons

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