This is a song about "Moshi monsters"

You look like monsters, its not in my head.

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

It wont happen cuz i m quick to ''drop '' u so called monsters/

Where there’s minimal conscience and there’s thousands of choppers

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Theres monsters in the rear view we under attack

Proper-ly in slanted postures nigga we some mutha fucking monsters

Just went back to collegeshe is my dancer, when she dance i throw her dollars

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster too

The shit, you can mention me if anybody ask you

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

How can monsters and demons and ghosts and shit scare me

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

All i see are dangerous spineless fucking monsters lurking,