Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
Don't let your demons keep you from dreamin and find your calling
All these rappers talk about is sex money and weed
Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed
Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her
I got bigger fish to fry and wicked demons to conquer
And gary coleman just passed: life is short
See i'm down with my demons, in my head and i'm bored
When the monsters and demons in my own head fear me
Of the vhs especially during sex baby
Stopped runnin from my demons, now we play cards and shit
Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket
And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks
Demons are trapped inside, and i experience spirits,
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