This is a song about "Sex and demons"

Momma saying daddy a sex addict and a piece of shit/

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

Im sayin one night my love is like that

Slim davy, malcolm sex, we rape, kill, and rap

When the monsters and demons in my own head fear me

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

And in love with her, lets have sex

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Demons are trapped inside, and i experience spirits,

Bought a brand new car for my after party

How can monsters and demons and ghosts and shit scare me

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

And malcolm sex is shitting on the crap

So far you nasty, ff-fuck you call that