This is a song about "Moshi monsters"

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

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Used to clean my rolie chain with alcohol in the sink

You gave me a taste, now i know there's no getting off you

Battle not with monsters, lest ye become a monster too

Monsters creeping up in the night

Had a poor man swag now it’s priced right

When the monsters and demons in my own head fear me

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

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

He the rebel, i'm the daughter waitin' for you

Cause people are vital so that monsters are fed

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread