This is a song about "Soul foof"

Yes sir, please confess

God dam imma soul mess,

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

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

Doggy, i'm from the land of grind

My own soul i can't find

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

It's apart of her goal

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Your soul has already been sold.

Tryna cope with emotions that's overflowing my soul

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

Calling any challenger i'll kill your spirt soul

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

Let's put it on cruise control

Sell my soul, price of coal