This is a song about "Sweet souls"

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Life is sweet, so sweet i need a shot of insulon (insulin)

Ain't shit sweet but sixteens

Cause there could never be peace

I don't need no single

Souls reaped with a studded sickle

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

They call me grim reaper, i'm the snatcher of souls,

It's the rise of the reaper, collecting lost souls,

And erase my number out the phones of these fake hoes

Eating souls from fatalities granting me immortality,

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

Have no souls indeed

Ill keep it short and sweet

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet