Demons

I used to think the sky was made of blue flowers cuz
 Used to have to stir the Kool-Aid for hours blood
 These white lines rule the world, that's a power drug
 Same way the government blew the towers up
 Guess that's what I get for living in America
 Where we're just trying to write the story for our character
 Trying to fuck a French model on a terrace but
 They don't let American werewolves in Paris bruh
 These people telling me I sound like the old Ye'
 See I don't even change the pace on a slow day
 I'm two seconds away from going OJ
 Momma said I need to call my ex dis-o-bey
 Somebody gonna get that and lose they mind
 The police need rap music to boost their crime
 They pull you over for a light, violate your rights
 But niggas don't ask shit they just do their time
 Who you gon be when the world gets fried
 Listen to your friend, it's the voice inside
 If you lose me where the hell you gonna go
 Take somebodies life who the hell gonna know
 Who you gon be when the world gets fried
 Listen to your friend, it's the voice inside
 If you lose me where the hell you gonna go
 Take somebodies life who the hell gonna know
 You choose live or die
 Politicians gettin' high on their own supply
 We the truest truest, the Us Us,
 the land where American dreams go to die
 I'm on some Dreymond shit, no Tayshaun Prince
 Killing beats every night, graveyard shift
 Played the nice in the passed and they tried to use me
 Had to switch the game up and go Bonaduce
 Niggas sleeping on the kid, who's supplying the roofies huh
 Young Max aint got time for goofies
 Groups and groups and groups of groupies can't
 Ease the pain that's running through me
 Just a whole bunch of zombies like Call of Duty
 How you tune in when the world is looney
 How you shine when the times is gloomy huh
 You don't like being judged then sue me, woah
 Who you gon be when the world gets fried
 Listen to your friend, it's the voice inside
 If you lose me where the hell you gonna go
 Take somebodies life who the hell gonna know
 You know where we been, face down in the mud
 Keep it real we've always like the taste of blood
 So when you done being nice, and things go South
 Keep in mind, always time to let the demons out
 I can't lie my mind is lost in time, can you help me find it
 I'm just being honest
 I can't lie my mind is lost in time, can you help me find it
 I'm just being honest
 It's like I can't sit still up in my seat
 I'm like a brand new person every week
 Way too busy splitting personalities
 Maybe I can find the answers in my sleep