Demon Biased

Like you going to fail
People tell me
Yeah you goin' to hell
It’s my game can’t afford to foul
Make a quick sound
And record it down
Got a quarter pound
I don’t rock jeans
I discarded them
Sweatpants all on my
Gorgeous tail
Enyukay until my organs smell
Get aboard to sail
Can’t keep track never
Formed a trail
I speak facts like tortoise shells
Gotta strong back I avoid the snails
Got life like Duracell
Shine bright you just taught ya self
My sight yeah I’m sure it helps
Like life I ain’t sure as hell
Sometimes you gotta serve ya slf
A plate
Of Bacon
Poppin'
It’s savory
God
Save me
Toxic at all ags
Profits
Payments
Gossip
Haters
Pockets
Safe
Cuz I could sleep
All day
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