This is a song about "That burns your soul"

Until the reaper comes for your soul

Open up your contacts then scroll

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

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

Chevy filled up on petrol, times like this i just roll

When i spit it burns your eyes like acid rain shit i'ma bout

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

The only thing that i can see is god's forsaken my soul,

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

And side burns so filthy that people think you're an orthodox jew

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Timmy got his bike stole

Gain the whole world and lose your soul

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

There's a battle for control inside of your soul