This is a song about "Im closing the door to my soul im letting all my fears go"

My heart start to smolder and soul start get colder, i realise im no good,

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look

Sold my soul to the devil and now all dreams are achievable

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

I just embrace it and take it in within my essence

Been afraid alot but conquered all of my fears,

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

And all my dreams are shattered shes the only thing im after/

My reign lulu's son shine

Im bout to enter my prime

My exs all bitter because im living sweet

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap

But its too late nigga im letting them rifle shots go

I ain't really famous but the ladies need my picture though

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

And there's no closing the door on this, my foot's on the floor.