This is a song about "Lost my soul"

But like all bad things you should realize, im just a lost soul in this

Have some adultery, baby, don't you go be so childish

My pops told me to step back, until that lost soul pulled the trigger,

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

I'd do anything for you, i just damn near sold my soul,

Women at my pole

●i dont fucking sell my soul

That damier bag i bought her

Man i just lost my temper

So grab my hand lost soul, and i'll take you down the road,

Against all odds, up in the studio, gettin blowed

Tryna cope with emotions that's overflowing my soul

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

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

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll