This is a song about "The would is a sceary place now your awoken the demon s in me"

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Your generativity is on the low, your creativity would never show

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

The mic is now in my palms would you like me to drop bombs

If you talk shit, i'll make you cry and tell your big moms

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

The place to start is in our music, not the economy

The person who made this shirt a fuckin' demon

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Cut up your bodies and place then in the bottom of pools

Move like i’m walking with an open case

The corporations would never be in this place

At the top where i'm in, is no place for your adventure.

Cause i change my outfit more than transsexuals change gender