This is a song about "Selling my soul"

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

Tryna cope with emotions that's overflowing my soul

●i dont fucking sell my soul

It's apart of her goal

That's an order, and my soul is

See these bitches can't cut in yo business

I was breakin' ‘em down, now i’m sellin' ‘em whole

His blood chilling windows start drilling into my soul

I'm alone with this homegrown desire inside my soul,

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

Selling coke to the fiends stuck in my raw ways,eyes always red in the days from

Raised in this whirlwindour childhood years, recall the tears: heart laced with venom

And just looked at the whole situation

Wars inside my soul, waged deep in