This is a song about "Moshi monsters"

Which you know i'm different, right

Monsters creeping up in the night

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

The monsters in my head will grab and then rip you in two.

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

I've got so many monsters in my head they had to find a way out

From these monsters in my brain i be swerving in my lane

I ain't fucking mexican, but we can have sex again

How can monsters and demons and ghosts and shit scare me

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

When the monsters and demons in my own head fear me

Everybody watching while you touching real money