This is a song about "Hunting demons"

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

My reasons are preaches hunting on societys feeble demons

I just think i need one night, slightly more if it's done right

So when the dealers came hunting i had no place to hide

Breaking the limit, awakening my inner demons/

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Two whips, six tattoos, no kids

Magic stick hunting magic tricks.

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

Red eyed demons whispering the devils secrets

I never fit in with them light skins

Hey, die hard, killing all them demons

I'm hunting these wimps, one after another

Regardless to all them, i appease her

So i consent to a bargain with demons

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