This is a song about "Soul foof"

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Its like selling the devil your soul

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

Calling any challenger i'll kill your spirt soul

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

There's a battle for control inside of your soul

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

I'm alone with this homegrown desire inside my soul,

I know that love it could begin

The only soul that won’t sin

18 year sentence with no parole

Until the reaper comes for your soul

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

Just a lost child, now a lost soul

Your soul has already been sold.

And i drop top off in a hot cold