This is a song about "My soul"

Lookin' out for money trees, jesus christ forsake my soul,

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

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

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

I love your ambition

Wars inside my soul, waged deep in

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

But i didn't cross the line until the bridge hit it, troll

Eating my soul just like cancer,

And that i spent the night with her

Both, my soul and heart up in it

I had to fight back and shit

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

The only thing that i can see is god's forsaken my soul,

Because my soul spit like fire

I thought i recognized her