This is a song about "That burns your soul"

I was breakin' ‘em down, now i’m sellin' ‘em whole

When he fucked that bitch he gave away his soul,

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll

That's your soul along with your principles and your morals

I pull up in that 'rari with them other ones

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

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

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Voice ain't nothing if your soul ain't equipped

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

Burns like furnace urns, and you take your turn to purchase it,

A demonic soul that needs to eat.

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

It'll eat you alive right after taking your own soul

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll