This is a song about "Soul foof"

Women at my pole

Gain the whole world and lose your soul

Until the reaper comes for your soul

18 year sentence with no parole

Soaking in my flow getting spiritual with my soul,

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

Tryna cope with emotions that's overflowing my soul

We at the top where we belong

Another soul just dead n gone

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

It's good, i'm about to steal your soul

Timmy got his bike stole

Yeah, let it consume our soul,

My own soul i can't find

For that paper, i'mma grind