This is a song about "Lost soul"

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

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

It's good, i'm about to steal your soul

Open up your contacts then scroll

Like it's embeded into your soul

18 year sentence with no parole

Tossed n' lost in the lost and found.

Even if i miss she gon' rebound

Lost arrowheads of a lost society,

Now hire about street schemes, and getting blood money

Yeah, let it consume our soul,

Women at my pole

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

It's apart of her goal

Let's put it on cruise control

And i felt like a lost soul