This is a song about "My words sparks fire with in my devilish soul"

Because my soul spit like fire

The only time i flirt with her

I'm rappin soul in my scriptures, torah,

Peabody street venturing off georgia

Professing they found one ready as this

My words split the verse with curses

The sound of the fire burning represents the screams of my soul burning!

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

I'm in the realest and ill -est putting my hearth and my soul

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

Soaking in my flow getting spiritual with my soul,

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

As i paint with my words i take em in vein

I don't toot my own horn but i'm a cold train

It's not my fault you chose to play my devilish game

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again