This is a song about "Hiding in your shadows"

Escape from the demons that are hiding in us all

Hittin your door while your car's spinning, hitting the wall

Im lurkin in the shadows waitin for him like a creepy old guy with a staple gun

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Down in hell he is hiding, i'm trying to line him up

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Homie popped up with about twenty bags and

My minds residing 'n' hiding in a crazy land

Whipping white and baking soda, at the same damn time

But it’s hard to when you run and hide in the shadows of mine

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

The ride starts in the kitchen, shadows making me jump

Cuz i be hidden in a shadows like a fucking rat

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Went to another with my red complexion, knew i was a thief in hiding

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying