This is a song about "Burn your soul"

Like it's embeded into your soul

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Calling any challenger i'll kill your spirt soul

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Don't fuck with a desperate rhymet, i'll burn you soul with an cigarette lighter.

There's a battle for control inside of your soul

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

It'll eat you alive right after taking your own soul

Your touch makes me burn up inside

Cause you didn’t play the game right