This is a song about "Soul selling"

Let's put it on cruise control

Yeah, let it consume our soul,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

By seventeen selling more then i could handle

Like it's embeded into your soul

Timmy got his bike stole

They’re selling pies, telling lies, we’re just simply spitting lies,

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

You got your nails did, damn girl you're on a roll

Its like selling the devil your soul

I like hoes that like poles in clean clubs

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

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