This is a song about "War with my inner demons"

No one's safe from my inner maniac/

It's blacc friday and i'm glad to be black

Of my inner monologue

Separate us, from what jay brought

She leave her hair on the floor

But fuck with me, boy, that means war

They giving pounds and that before get the money

A demon that feeds of my inner g

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

My reasons are preaches hunting on societys feeble demons

Nerds who claim war with me?

Ridin’ round, and this bitch dirty

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

I'm standing up, i'ma face my demons