This is a song about "Ab soul"

Let's put it on cruise control

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Gain the whole world and lose your soul

Women at my pole

It's apart of her goal

Yeah, let it consume our soul,

I was breakin' ‘em down, now i’m sellin' ‘em whole

I'd do anything for you, i just damn near sold my soul,

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

18 year sentence with no parole

God dam imma soul mess,

I'm hoping i confess

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

Soaking in my flow getting spiritual with my soul,

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole