This is a song about "Old soul"

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

It's apart of her goal

But for long time i had gone cold

Since i was a day old,

Then those bitches who grew old.

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

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

You see when i was 19 years old

Where i from, it get cold

And don't think what you're old

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Yeah, let it consume our soul,

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

Within this siloloquy of a tortured soul.

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