This is a song about "Greek soul"

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

Lookin' out for money trees, jesus christ forsake my soul,

18 year sentence with no parole

Its like selling the devil your soul

Because my soul spit like fire

I got something you've been waiting for

You can end this verse premature

My soul is feelin full,

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Timmy got his bike stole

And i felt like a lost soul

Women at my pole

Tryna cope with emotions that's overflowing my soul

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole