demons

im pulling up in a all black truck all these demons in my head speaking saying they want me dead its about that time coddle some fire so i can conspire hopen it's one sweet day like maria there them niggaz go pull up slow ima let it go drained a bun circle the block on the way back threw demons still in my ear whispering round two what am i gonna do with a evil smile i put the heat out the window dismantled your whole crew call it a drako oooo hop on the freeway swerving nothing new im sweatin vision blurry to get to the trap no capn hit ty line and tell him them niggaz had coming i put a bun in the oven served it up no frontin them bitchez no longer breathing ty replied you are your own worst demon