This is a song about "Soul sell fuck you kill weed hos geting fucked up"

I guess that i fucked up, we didn't fuck but

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

I am not no homophobe, good thing i don't read the post

He'd fucked you up, pawn you, murk you, lyrically leavin' you diagnosed//

●i dont fucking sell my soul

Let's put it on cruise control

African queen got what you need

"kill this nigga, guns and weed"

Why don't you just get a little taste baby

Your content is fucked up,what the fuck is gay tea?

Your life is a product of trash

I fucked you up, straight in the ass!

How the fuck you gonna kill a killer

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

If u asked for the price for my soul its not for sell