This is a song about "The demon within"

Almost like the shakin went straight to the soul and woke a demon.

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Jerking the backstage within passions

To hide behind the lies that cover up the demon inside

My uncle doing life, inside prison he wasn't wrapped too tight

Caught up and slipping for fearing a mcdonald’s position

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

Your mom's implanted with the baby of a sadastic demon

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

Fuck you, i'm a subject without my permission

It's dark, but i see with the light within

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

We’re igniting the fuel, passion burning within,

Riding around without a fuck given

Forgetting what matters, the fixtures within