This is a song about "Preventing ecstacy"

32. demons are preventing me,

Look, i'm still talking to you baby

And all the wrongs in preventing,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

If i'm not mistaken you're supposed to be preventing forest fires

My densest frees are condensed in this verse for the better or worse

Ecstacy, #oxy, a bit of weed mixed with meth that'll be #alright,

Rappers are regular people minus money ya like

Its ironic #hypno fell asleep, this was a #dissed #illation- can u beat me still?

Never me, see, my destiny ta be forever free, in ecstacy, on a hill