This is a song about "Soul"

Your soul wondering the earth

Now you got a masters

●i dont fucking sell my soul

It's apart of her goal

One of the coldest, the gracing on that pole

Calling any challenger i'll kill your spirt soul

Let's put it on cruise control

It's good, i'm about to steal your soul

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

Within this siloloquy of a tortured soul.

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

Tryna cope with emotions that's overflowing my soul

Another soul just dead n gone

We at the top where we belong

We all here, from the dealers to the kids

Every soul matter not just statistics