This is a song about "Soul reaping"

He made me shudder no more, he forages happiness for my soul

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

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

Soaking in my flow getting spiritual with my soul,

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

Sold an organ, but kept my heart and soul,

Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll

Its like selling the devil your soul

Open up your contacts then scroll

●i dont fucking sell my soul

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

Tryna cope with emotions that's overflowing my soul

Sell my soul, price of coal

Let's put it on cruise control

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

There's a battle for control inside of your soul