This is a song about "Wired demons"

Tripping while i'm slipping, busy fighting off these demons

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Still follows me around but it's time to exorcise these demons

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

Exposing me to my demons

While scheming on hits

I was born to do the damn thing

Tired of feeling wired of dealing

Keep fighting these demons who keep haunting me

Third ward general, young cash money

Not talkin,bout a woman you attention whore ill have ya jaw wired shut

Now this counselor is trying to tell me that i'm emo, she don't give a fuck

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Red eyed demons whispering the devils secrets