This is a song about "Cant trust a soul"

But really in the end cant trust nobody they phony

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

I trust no man, you cant win but u aint joining me

You can never tell me that i'm not hungry

Cant trust em so i do no favors,

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Within this siloloquy of a tortured soul.

I'd take a bullet an i'd even sell my soul,

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

Is the chick ain't even have brains, dummy like a bitch

I wont trust even a sweater to hold a stitch.

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

Trust in me you ready for a scary war, plus defeat

Pleading with a soul in pieces

I've got muslims calling on jesus