I can see them in my dreams or whenever I'm awake Out the corner of my eyes or in my mothafuckin face It be my demons sat, glaring at me from the riverbank Wishing death until I'm cursed to walk this earth a hollow wraith Paranoia fill my mind, clutching on my .44 Because I'm scared my fucking fam going to be first to test this tone Barrel steaming See the body littered with them bullet holes And this ringing in my ears won't stop until my body cold I'm already sinking low Lower than the fucking bass mane Adrenaline get flowing once you punch in my face mane This anger seeping out because a nigga feeling hurt Still uncertain about my music and my purpose on this earth I rest where my demons lurk