This is a song about "Ab soul"

Women at my pole

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Open up your contacts then scroll

Sell my soul, price of coal

It's good, i'm about to steal your soul

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

Infact soul train wouldn't hire you

Spending her time with him i guess

God dam imma soul mess,

It's apart of her goal

And i felt like a lost soul

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

I'm talkin ideas , motivation

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

So the devil that drove in her got in control