I'm demonic, I've got the drive
I arrive determined, I set the table
I'm going to mess everything up, my demons are coming out
I'm going to sweep away your elements that force
I'm not going to rap verses about your mothers
No, I prefer to stay in the world of teenagers
I've got everything I need when it comes to demons
My vision is blurred when it comes to scoring

I'm not common
Yeah, since I was little, I've been below average
Except in class, yeah, how's that?
You guys who were above, just in the yard

Been watching anime since I was little, you have no idea
I don't have Kurama in my head and no, there's no room
A demon can't contain one of its own
To make up for the lack of strength, there's training
I'm taking small steps, while revising
Flow, lyrics, college courses, it's a sequence
Damn, there are perilous periods of exams
In all fields, that's the annoying part
When I meet people, I'm Trystan Manniez
The monkey doesn't reveal itself
But apparently, people like rap
And it leads to debates, so I have to speak
"I could put left-right in your eardrums"
There's this guy who thinks he's all that, who says it
He puts left-right in our eardrums
But it's not in the right sense, I'm the one saying it
Do you want me to beat up your demons at midnight or not?
I can do it with mine because mine are quite polite
I could even convert them to the good mood of those in me

I'm in Babidi's delusions (bah)
Saru on the forehead like a receptacle
I'm in Babidi's delusions (bah)
I take his strength when emotion speaks
I'm in the handling of the demons in my head, okay
Envelope from head to toe
I'm in the handling of the demons in my head, okay
There are four of the same species

I could shoot at everything that moves
And say that all the girls, I touch them
But I don't have time, smoke them from a distance
To avoid dark circles and low-energy people
I'm weak without my demons, yeah, I don't go on a two-wheeler
No, I only ride instrumentals
With respect, I dismantle them

I could talk about my demons, say that the life of a guy who makes sounds
Is not the same behind a mic and in front of ordinary people
But I don't have time, I love to rap without context
Yeah, I prefer to rap without complex
Complexity in the duration that matter takes to formulate
It's strong when the formula forms, all kinds of foreshadowing
There's definitely a legend forming

I'm in Babidi's delusions, bam
Saru on the forehead like a receptacle
Bewitched by music at first
I take his strength when emotion speaks
I'm in the handling of the demons in my head, okay
Envelope from head to toe
I'm in the handling of the demons in my head, okay
There are four of the same species

Yeah, Babidi told me, "do this, do that"
But I have Majin on my forehead like a Vegeta
I don't follow orders given by demons
Who only want your money, we feel them from the start
Yeah, it's weird, yeah, I always have the same face
In front of my friends, in front of my parents and during parties
No, I won't go in the direction of the mala that pours

I'm in Babidi's delusions (bah)
Saru on the forehead like a receptacle
I'm in Babidi's delusions (bah)
I take his strength when emotion speaks
I'm in the handling of the demons in my head, okay
Envelope from head to toe
I'm in the handling of the demons in my head, okay
There are four of the same species

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