And we got an easy job Demons in my head, I must confess, it's big and tough Speaking of my boss, it seems like I'm a chicken thug 7-1-Hop, one time I do drops Balls to my neck, cops think I'm Frankenstein Balls to the head, don't rate my mob Code 45 to the heads, anybody know that you can trace the line Oozing mango from the Uzi, look at me, I'm slug of a root Ruby so dizzy and gooey, but still rolling more like it's sushi Spooky, that's scary, feel loopy, spooky, that's scary, feel woozy Spooky, that's scary, had two juicy bitches but left cause he thought they were bougie Got groupies that choose me but never fool me Thinking my life a movie, you see she wanna use me Boosting the clock, now I'm out, you can tell that bitch sucking from Ruby Ruby, my brother, no *** with others, no *** with bitches *** no, I don't trust who I'm grabbing No, we need to summon my demons, you rappers, it's demons you robbing Not even the venomous infamous sinners, gorillas that came from the river The trigger, I grew up with a killer, triple six diggers, ain't nobody sicker You call the cops, I call the block Full of them kids that be rolling with chops Proud of the what? Proud of the life Vested for bars, assuming the stripes, ingesting the bars Not to get high, just to get numb, just to get by T-R-E-Y-F-F-E-N-I-NE Cause you know, duh