This is a song about "Cant trust a soul"

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Stole a soul, was unsolvable,

Jus stop a little bit and enjoy your latent soul

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

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

You better clear out the way, make a way for my soul,

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

I cant sell my soul to the devil cuz i gave it to a homeless prick

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Within this siloloquy of a tortured soul.

I don't trust nonelook what the 80's did

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/

Pleading with a soul in pieces

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love