This is a song about "Soul and prace"

I'm hollow, my soul is simply cold, and it's lethal

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Just to make it in this broadway lights

I put my heart and soul in these lines/

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Separate mind body soul and represent what happened,

People give away their soul for it and its kind of funny

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

For trap and soul, metaphors for hordes of cattle

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

Sworn to serve till soul hurt, and his bones burst/

I woke up screaming, fuck the world

And your hoping that he's focused to stay on the right road

Wisdom is loaned to encode the mind for soul and corrode

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals