i didnt wanna mess with them they messed with me they stressing me
i dont wanna fall in love break a heart depressing me
i dont wanna make some changes cause i know theyll make me feel
wanted to be main stages but now that thought breaking me
theyre my thoughts in the backrooms theyre demons man i see them
they ask if they can take your soul then take it then eat it
i thought i didnt need no hope but looking back i need it
all my homies and my fans that left me when i needed
all my homies and my fans that left me when i needed
then ask me for my cheese and make me tortured make me bleeding
make me crying make me weeping make me sighing make cringing
take my body andd then beefing take my soul and then reaping
theyre my demons in my head
i swear i see them i aint lying
theyre half demons theyre half dead
i thought i saw them but i didnt
theyre real demons i aint lying
they just have been on my mind
i dont know fake i dont know lies
i dont like snakes i dont like spies