This is a song about "My demons"

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

Stopped runnin from my demons, now we play cards and shit

Im outrunning my demons every fucking rhyme i jot

Make me throw my diamonds up, bitch, my life was hard knock

Fuck your bars, fuck your demons,

I’m so fly i don’t even got wings

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Hey, die hard, killing all them demons

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

That the demons are free and that they gon take my soul

My reasons are preaches hunting on societys feeble demons

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Demons in my dreams, i keep seeing my body wash up on a shore

Loc’s on, chucks low, black beanie dogpatron top wash straight from the liquor store

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Strangle the demons that we're facing/