This is a song about "Cant trust a soul"

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

There's a battle for control inside of your soul

The ape is a beast, tranquilize that bitch

Never trust a nigga cause they always switch

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

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

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

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

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

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

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

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

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

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

Jus stop a little bit and enjoy your latent soul