Demon and a half

LLet me step up in this Hoe but I swear it's no easy task, When i look up in the mirror I see a demon and a half. Plenty schemes up in my Grasp, and I've got some tome to kill. Swang a mountainer, my plug looks like David Alan Greer, in a Damn green Denali Stamped like Jumangi This Afghan weed got me lifted fast like Ghandi But unlike him Ima Eat Shit sigh me on the lease I am off the leash Yet the hands behind the bezel say my timing is unique. My left and right brain got beef with each other, Both about to fuck up the game guess I'm needing a rubber. I'm nearing the last of the Actavis I keep in my flask, So just pass me the Canabus. The reason Im asking to take a drag off this Spliff? So I can have a companion to chase the Dragon with. Shit I'm after the cabbage about to crash the track Till I'm wrapped in a bandage in the back of an Ambulance. I'm breeding suspicion that 2K25 will be my time to fesst my eyes upon the prize. While I'm peeping through the blinds. I'll chop a Gram of Yea on top my writtings Watch me read between the lines. Might as well put a post it note on my dome that says no one's home. Since I done lost my mind still got dollar signs embedded on my Chromazone, This broad hopes my schedules open when she blowin up my mobile phone. I know she probably on my pastrami cause I'm stacking up my provalone you. So go and hit the beeper of a Priest, Decon or Preacher, Shit your surely going to need em for the Demon that will greet ya. I'm hell bent on leaving creases in a feeble minded creature affiliated with a grip of franklins like a singer named Aretha.