This is a song about "Soul reaping"

God dam imma soul mess,

And i'mma keep ya fresh

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

There's a battle for control inside of your soul

Double mg not to mention

The only soul that won’t sin

Hand to hand in the cold

Your soul has already been sold.

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Within this siloloquy of a tortured soul.

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

Its like selling the devil your soul

●i dont fucking sell my soul

18 year sentence with no parole