This is a song about "Soul maye"

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

●i dont fucking sell my soul

It's apart of her goal

Women at my pole

And i felt like a lost soul

Because my soul spit like fire

I think it excited her

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

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

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

Soaking in my flow getting spiritual with my soul,

Its like selling the devil your soul

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll