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

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

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

More money that mean less sleep

A demonic soul that needs to eat.

Curse this verse its taking a toll for you soul, complete control

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

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

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

Curse this verse its taking a toll for you soul, complete control

My success'll be the death of youlo and behold you sold your soul

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll