This is a song about "High demons"

Hey, die hard, killing all them demons

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

Demons are trapped inside, and i experience spirits,

Seeking reasons for weekend demons

By the water, au revoir to my audience

Lord, give me strength, release the demons inside,

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

Defeated, beaten by these demons in a bottle

Real nigga shit, don't tell no lie

But i am flying high

Im on tha way

Prayed the demons away.