This is a song about "Selling my soul"

Sometimes i let it soak its reachin' down in my soul

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

His blood chilling windows start drilling into my soul

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

Tryna cope with emotions that's overflowing my soul

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

●i dont fucking sell my soul

Women at my pole

Sold an organ, but kept my heart and soul,

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

My speeches come from my soul and brain,

I live my life in tha fast lane

Wars inside my soul, waged deep in

I make songs about shit for attention