This is a song about "A lost soul"

Within this siloloquy of a tortured soul.

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Just a lost child, now a lost soul

Timmy got his bike stole

Stole a soul, was unsolvable,

Shout out them strippers who hustle

She be sliding on the pole, slide down and roll my smoke

So grab my hand lost soul, and i'll take you down the road,

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

There's a battle for control inside of your soul

That's g shit, i be bumping fiend shit

We hit ya soul like a vietnam hit

Lost in sound a cloudy haze

Henny in my cup don't need no chase