This is a song about "What does it take to keep my soul alive"

They label me a backpackin' nigga on fashion

Where most y'all would respond to keep alive your rap passion

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Blowing away with the wind, what does it end, this chase,

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

But tell me what does it gain, talkin' 'bout make it rain

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

Both, my soul and heart up in it

And my head i got to keep it

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Keep it goin stay steady take it easy

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

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

I'd take a bullet an i'd even sell my soul,

Fuckin' voices follow me, emulatin' like twitter roll