This is a song about "Selling your soul to the devil"

In this rap game i took his gold, ever since he sold his soul to the devil

So stop worrying about me and sympathize with the instrumental/

I'm mental, it's instrumental

You sold it to the devil

That passed on, they in heaven, found peace at last

I sold my soul to the devil with my brain attached

Let's put it on cruise control

Until the reaper comes for your soul

Finna get a swisher and fill it with at least a gram

Wouldn't sell my soul to the devil for summer jam,

In 7th grade the devil and me were best friends he intends to destroy your trends

Since i ain't in many penitentiaries the best revenge is fuck friends

Even with the devil on your side

So my cup is full, too much pain to fight

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Ever been so scared to lose somebody that it burns your soul?