A Look Inside?

I got demons on my back everywhere I fucking go
Call of duty boy I'll shoot your ass bitch I'm going ghost
I got to many problems to be fucking with you hoes
Were going to raise a toast for all them cold days we was pushing for them 0's
We ain't reaching out for nothing less going for the gold
The closest that you ever got to me is the captions in your posts
Bitch god made me the prophecy that's just what I been told
On the inside I been struggling I just want them to know
All the pain that I done been through going to make me harder to fold
Next city got to go just to wash my fucking clothes
On the ground searching for change I'm feinting for that dope
That shit helps me reach my highs every time I'm feelin low
Momma trynna hold me back she thinking that I'm goin rouge
She ain't wanna see me win she know I'm better off on my own
But won't admit it
I'm getting tired of you all convictions
Did it ever occur to you that you should just sit down n listen
See the boy got some potential could get rich up off these writings
Man the ones that live in box's wanna keep the world in prison
God threw me up a ally-opps but I'm going to have ta dish it
To my dawg I know he working hard whipping in the kitchen
This system I learned the hard way don't care about your feelings
But I'm still going to collect mines rapping about what I be living
Bitch the smiles on my faces really mean that I'm Livid
6 years since my brother died shit I really Miss him
I be showing them the right path still paint me the villain
Yo I'm about my moneybag Waukesha get to killing
The boy I was last year rip I don't miss him