This is a song about "Save your soul"

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Like it's embeded into your soul

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

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

So save your excuses

Crazy talking and foolish

Calling any challenger i'll kill your spirt soul

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

Our controllers got your soul with foreclosures

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Gain the whole world and lose your soul

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Women at my pole

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll