This is a song about "Inner conflictions"

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

A demon that feeds of my inner g

They think their bossing me but they dont know the inner strength in me

But real freaky in tha darkplus i got some enemies, baby

I'm not in your inner circle, so i'm fucking up your set

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

And your inner mother board has not been set

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Imagine this, an inner-city kid without his papa dukes,

Of my inner monologue

Tell me anything you want

Urban inner-city ghettoes, where you've never got a minute,

But you niggas too weak, but just give me 2 weeks and i'm good