Dæmonic Presence

I can't fuckin sleep

Been awake for a while

I've been seeing demons

Every single fuckin night

Paralyzed my body

I can't move nor I can scream

Unholy fuckin entities

Won't fuckin let me be

They be whispering

I don't know what they be saying

Some of them are silent

Looking at me, as I lay

I don't really know

What they trying to achieve

But I feel like Solomon

They cannot fuck with me

Smash like Solomon Grundy

I got a vendetta

Bitches pop pop pop like bayonetta

Got the chedda

Looking at her like

I shoulda would've could've

With the bitches in the back giving cheese Like it's gouda

Make them moves yeah i make them plays

Got my name in your mouth

Now how's it taste

Think you run shit

But you hide making haste

We all know you a fraud

Bro you a copy paste