This is a song about "Sex and demons"

Don't let your demons keep you from dreamin and find your calling

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

11.1.11 is when it all makes sense

And we havin' rough sex

Looking for dangerously hot nigga's and safe sex

Only thing between me and your bitch is a latex

Demons are trapped inside, and i experience spirits,

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

So come and follow me below, where demons know me as equal

I say, how can they compare to you, everything material

Money and sex, gore-tex donna karan and guess

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

I'm on deck i'm up next

Me and your mum had rough sex