This is a song about "Dream demons"

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Red eyed demons whispering the devils secrets

If you wanna reach your dream

For thinking you clean

Without the sound of guns

Exposing me to my demons

In my mind i got these demons

I never fit in with them light skins

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

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

So i consent to a bargain with demons

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Seeking reasons for weekend demons

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

32. demons are preventing me,

Mama made her pretty