This is a song about "I won t bow down to baphomet a lot dude s soul they soul for richest fame"

Don't violate my patience i'm waiting, to kill a man

Wouldn't sell my soul to the devil for summer jam,

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

There's a battle for control inside of your soul

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

I hate to rhyme a word twice, my soul was his for the taking,

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

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

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