This is a song about "Sold my soul to satan doing my homework"

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Your soul has already been sold.

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

Oh, i could be dead and buried, and i’d still be above your level/

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

That his soul to the devil's owed, now he flows in him, sold out,

Aren't you somethin', an original

To speak from my soul when i paint this visual.

But he don't rule a thing

Thats what my dad was doing

My soul flying to the clouds, but then i feel that doubt

They tryna get it in, we gotta point 'em out

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Tell satan my soul is his to take,