This is a song about "Soul maye"

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Timmy got his bike stole

This shit has got my soul

Sell my soul, price of coal

There's a battle for control inside of your soul

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

Soaking in my flow getting spiritual with my soul,

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

My soul is feelin full,

And i don’t need a cure

Your soul has already been sold.

All this paper i fold

Until the reaper comes for your soul

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Girl listen, trying to position

The only soul that won’t sin