This is a song about "Ab soul"

God dam imma soul mess,

And i'mma keep ya fresh

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Sold an organ, but kept my heart and soul,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Take my umbrella-ella and stab-ab a crooked promoter/

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Just like ab soul said so i pay homage to him.

Gain the whole world and lose your soul

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

Until the reaper comes for your soul

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

Infact soul train wouldn't hire you

What preceded was the clue