This is a song about "Souls and death"

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

Yeah i vv'd the stones, dogg, i'm into cake

And all these rappers know just where i'm bout to go so catch me then

Souls of brothers and mothers that live on, we never do miss ém,

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

Bathing and enriching hopes and sensation of death,

I’ve seen these young folks sell their souls for fortune and fame,

Either one, dun, long as my digits the same

The mainstream is selling out, giving their bodies and souls,

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

Laying live souls on your damn death bed,

Nobody ain't own us yet

Mercy is for the weak when i speak i screamafraid to sleep; i'm havin crazy dreams

The battles over but the war has just begun, enters other souls and he feasts