This is a song about "Lost soul"

Let's put it on cruise control

Until the reaper comes for your soul

A long lost soul with a failed envision

I don't care what it did to them

I'm a lost soul, twisted lyricist with mischief in store

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

Just a lost child, now a lost soul

18 year sentence with no parole

And i don't want

You told me to get lost

You told me to get lost

And inside they think rap's soft

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

Third letter quote hey ace i'm addicted to coke

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Yeah, let it consume our soul,