This is a song about "Bad souls"

Feed it as it consumes our souls,

Took me a while just to write those

The mainstream is selling out, giving their bodies and souls,

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Eating souls from fatalities granting me immortality,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Wait a second..the souls still have fear,every hearse reverses.

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

I see so many familiar faces, amongst these damned souls,

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

The race war, when it's us against all of them

That they've sold their souls* to satan

It's the rise of the reaper, collecting lost souls,

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes