This is a song about "Getting rid of the demons inside me"

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

Part of my heart beat, inside of me

Get rid of the dread, tell em to forget what they said

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

But i love my job, getting rid of the defection.

Motherfuck my phone, it never has reception

I love a girl that think a lot, cause sex with me is mental

A gentle vessel of cheers smearing smiles off demons & the devil.

Right inside of the imprinted wrap

I know what you do with that

And how you make the darkness seem so bright

Lord, give me strength, release the demons inside,

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Thats why i'm a crip, rid the world of unjust

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked