This is a song about "What does it take to keep my soul alive when all i am is a dead sea"

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

I cant sell my soul to the devil cuz i gave it to a homeless prick

Where im from? a city full of sinners so when i die my soul is going to the highest bidder

I took my clothes of and climbed on top of her she and i kissed and kissed, making out i prefer,

And when i start to shout she says, i'm sure that i am dead,

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

A dead-pan soul attributed to this kid/

With only two songs, look at what i did

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

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

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

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

You need to hit the door, search for a new guy

When you need a minute all time does is fly

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I am going to have to learn how to keep my temper