VERSE 1

I remember back when I was a kid growing up,
Partyin til 5 o’clock at Lucy’s and throwing up,
Then jumping in myth’s nova for a cruise,
joyriding in a field still trippin off the shrooms,
I used to spit to drum n bass and have a zoot or two,
Session til the sun come up, then come down to go to school,
But wasted that opportunity for bein cool,
Truth is I've always been a rebellious so fuck rules,
I would have smashed my exams but for getting high,
And missing class because of skiving off em all of the time,
lookin back in hindsight I realise,
Back in the days at school those were the greatest times,
But now were getting on, growing up I’m 25,
some ended up in jail, a few didn’t survive,
But that’s life, i'm alive and hauntin you with rhymes,
And I ‘m a rep for everyone that’s been a part of mine,

CHORUS

Demons of mine,
keep playing tricks with my head,
demons of mine,
why can't they let me be free,
demons of mine,
keep playing tricks with my head,
why cant they let me be free

VERSE 2

Ive been rock bottom battling my sanity,
Searching for a sign while trying to find clarity,
Fuck depression…that shit killed a friend,
And its just-a-matter-a-time before it strikes again,
But my music is and always was my light,
Shining bright to illuminate a path as I recite,
Rhymes designed to strike through the darkness of night,
So I’m shooting for the stars and my targets in my sights,
At war with my demons tryin strike em from my heart,
altho every single one of them has played a vital part,
In my development, and all of em have played a major role,
because I didn’t lose the lesson and I’ve used em all to grow,
all these negatives have taught me how to fight,
I turned them all into positives and now I realise,
That even tho I hate the fuckers I ‘m a hold em tight,
Cos there my demons, the reasons that Im still alive,

VERSE 3

I guess I’ve changed a bit, I don’t even smoke,
I hardly have a drink, I never even have a toke…
I aint got time for alcohol because it causes bare,
Problems… that not to say an alki doesn’t care,
Just that he wasn’t there for choosin drink over kids,
It turns an honest man to someone always tellin fibs,
a lesson with which - I had to get to grips,
livin life in the shadows of a fatherless eclipse,
That’s a way of life- I don’t wanna live,
Within the grips of an addiction that doesnt give,
It always nagging you to have a sip and doesn’t quit,
That’s still a battle with a demon I struggle with,
so fuck the people that try and figure out me,
quick to judge not knowing a single thing about me,
About my lifestyle, trials ,tribulations,
About the times i've overcome major complications,
Try me out – whatever ya bring - I’m primed,
For whatever the fuck you throw at me, I’ll fight,
You’ll never know the pain that I hold deep inside,
I’ll never give in,, you’ll never take my pride,
You cant deny the passion in my rhymes,
You cant deny my strength, for that I’ll never hide,
And march directly to wherever my demons reside,
And for the final time, win these battles in my mind,