This is a song about "Kia soul"

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Yeah, let it consume our soul,

God dam imma soul mess,

Yes sir, please confess

Its like selling the devil your soul

Timmy got his bike stole

My home girl told me i got an issue

Infact soul train wouldn't hire you

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

Within this siloloquy of a tortured soul.

And i felt like a lost soul

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

Let's put it on cruise control

Like it's embeded into your soul