This is a song about "Soul sell hell money hoes nigga"

You feel it from your head to your toes

For my nigga i gotta fuck two hoes

Singing praises to the lord unto the lord with his soul ready to sell

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

They talk about the flash clothes, cars, money, cash hoes,

It's lopsided like a aa college student trying to undertake a d1 scholar

Melting pennies an painting copper ill sell my soul if you give the dollar

Lookin' out for money trees, jesus christ forsake my soul,

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Money, cash, hoes, 420's the cleverest verse,

I tried to sell my soul, the devil couldn't afford it

Is you a fiend now, nigga? catch a gleamed bullet

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

I cant sell my soul to the devil cuz i gave it to a homeless prick