This is a song about "I m the speed demon"

The person who made this shirt a fuckin' demon

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Our children must be taught, of africa

I"m ah gut you and the bitch that's with ya

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

From brooklyn to bermondsey, i spit words with speed

Emcee m b, remember the name.

Forgetting the seasonslames not in my lane

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

I said i got my ass beat

That means i have lightning speed,

Like, what the fuck is that achieving you demon

We buy guns and more guns, to give to the young

The speed causes laughter

What is hittin' for