This is a song about "The soul"

You better clear out the way, make a way for my soul,

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

Timmy got his bike stole

Its like selling the devil your soul

I wish i’ll never see you again

I see your soul threw the window pain

What up girl, tell me how you been

The only soul that won’t sin

Simple genius, go hard and spit bits of semen

I grasp the defining soul of demon,

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

Yet the kindest sort of soul- ya i know you

You better clear out the way, make a way for my soul,

Give me a sign, tell me how you wanna roll