demons coming out to play pray its not ur body in the chalk lock and loaded we dont play way of the dark carnival arsenal of words hit u like a ak47 whack u once my demons have u in the ground bound bu the darkness sharpness am in this booth truth ill spit about my homies bodies all around me see the future in my eyes lies of my demons make u cry bye i say for now before my demons truly take me over rover is down better get the mac rack that money with ease. seize pounds of weed to smoke my pain away say what u gotta say motherfucker