This is a song about "Inner demons"

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Strangle the demons that we're facing/

Don't shed a tear, cause mama i ain't happy here

Inner city hippy with the heart of steel

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

Their inner voice just go's quiet

I'm from the number one place on the map

No one's safe from my inner maniac/

Exposing me to my demons

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

And your inner mother board has not been set

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Just to feed his inner cat, his inner batch of unheard raps, getting fatter