Wet Dreams

There's a praise on the inside that I can't keep to myself
A holler stirring up from the depths of my soul
So excuse me if I seem a little giddy or maybe even strange
But praise is the way I say thanks

They tend to cripple us, we let 'em take our innocence
She feen for sex, when she wet, she lusting incubus

She don't want no love, she tired of tieing with a soul
Here he come, incubus, told her let him take control
Told her she don't need a man for some pleasure, "Use the Rose"
Told her she don't need a man for some pleasure, "Use the Rouge"

"Now name me someone that'll make you climax like that
And if you find a guy you love, I guess I'll be right back
Just accept it, I'm selfish
Can't picture you getting married, this spirit jealous
Making sure every relations you get in end up failing"

"You wonder why you always feen
Masturbating and penetrate to let off semen (semen)
Tryna find somebody new because you need it (need it)
You got wet while you was dreaming (dreaming)
You addicted 'cause you was sleeping (sleeping) with a demon (demon)
And I don't even see me leaving (leaving)
You don't even speak to Jesus (Jesus)"

While you on Twitter scrolling through these naked hos
Just know your eyes are the gates to your soul
You welcomed them to your home
Your soul crippled, do what you want with that info
Hard to leave you into deep if you a nympho

She don't want no love, she tired of tieing with a soul
Incubus told her let himtake control
Told her she don't need a man for some pleasure, "Use the Rouge"
"Use the Rose"

Now this a story 'bout my brodie that lost his wife over pleasure
Succubus was the spirit that entered and gave himpressure
Too blind to see the girls that he cheated with are his enemies
The time he greasing, every stroke he feeding the entity
It ruin your relationship, sometimes, can't have kids
Lust open up the gates for them, letting the spirits in

"Where you at? How far you is?"
She text him'bout 35
He masturbated, ejaculated, then text her back, "Never mind"
He felt disgusted right after he got his nut in (nut in)
Back to his senses, missing the girl that really loved him (loved him)
But it's too late to repair the damage done
He with a new woman (new woman)
Still ain't satisfied, he got a side
So that means two women (two women)

Too much pride to pray
But only God know what to do with 'em (do with 'em)
She more freaky than his wife, the reason he be choosing 'em
Don't know that she sucking out his soul
The demons using 'em (using 'em, using 'em)
The demons using 'em (using 'em, using 'em)

They tend to cripple us, we let 'em take our innocence
She feen for sex, when she wet, she lusting incubus

She don't want no love, she tired of tieing with a soul
Here he come, incubus, told her let him take control
Told her she don't need a man for some pleasure, "Use the Rose"
Told her she don't need a man for some pleasure, "Use the Rouge"

There's a praise on the inside that I can't keep to myself
A holler stirring up from the depths of my soul
So excuse me if I seem a little giddy or maybe even strange
But praise is the way I say thanks