This is a song about "Selling my soul"

Both, my soul and heart up in it

Get the zippo and spark the shit

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

Sold an organ, but kept my heart and soul,

I'd do anything for you, i just damn near sold my soul,

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

European model white bitch is eating donuts

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

My own soul i can't find

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

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

You better clear out the way, make a way for my soul,