This is a song about "Soul keepers"

Sell my soul, price of coal

It's apart of her goal

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Gain the whole world and lose your soul

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

Within this siloloquy of a tortured soul.

My soul is feelin full,

Kick game henry bitch, bonjour

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

Soaking in my flow getting spiritual with my soul,

Women at my pole

And i felt like a lost soul

I'm hoping i confess

God dam imma soul mess,

From the womb, my newborn child

My own soul i can't find