This is a song about "Hunting demons"

Um, wolf gang, that's the fucking clique

Demons torture me in my sleep

It's moe, all i need is more chips

In my mind i got these demons

Exposing me to my demons

While scheming on hits

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous

You and i aren't that fortunate in our hunting for love,

I am a lyrical criminal hunting your kids outside of middle school

Fuckin chicks is a rule if my girl think im loyal then that bitch is a fool

The odds of you beating me is like hunting seagulls on safari/

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips