This is a song about "Soul wanters"

Carefree i don’t need the stress

God dam imma soul mess,

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

Soaking in my flow getting spiritual with my soul,

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Because my soul spit like fire

And i felt like a lost soul

Let's put it on cruise control

The only soul that won’t sin

She all on my skin

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Within this siloloquy of a tortured soul.

Sell my soul, price of coal

It's apart of her goal

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Timmy got his bike stole