This is a song about "The damaged souls"

Psychological mind a methamphetamine damaged life,

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

Tryin' to be strong and in the process, keep you goini'm bout to lose my composure, i'm gettin' close

Illuminati in control vigilante on patrols philanthropists running the show ruining souls/

One brain, one train of thought to leave you laying there damaged

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

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

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Maybe cause i've been damaged

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Wait a second..the souls still have fear,every hearse reverses.

Taking souls to heaven or to hell, i'm the gate keeper.

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Revealing universes and habitats unknown to the oldest of souls,