This is a song about "Born with a soul"

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

Separate your body and soul and schedule you a time with the heavens

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

I was born to spit with a dope flow

Cause they fear me in physical form

Every day, a star is born,

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

Every day, a star is born,

Every day a star is born

He gave 'em the platform

Born as a dragon with the heart of a snake

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

I'm a lost soul, twisted lyricist with mischief in store

Heart torn from my art form, word is bond, love born for rhyme soul,

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