This is a song about "Your soul"

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

So the devil that drove in her got in control

All this paper i fold

Your soul has already been sold.

Your soul already gave up, it knows this a no show

Ironically it subs like a hero

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

Ever been so scared to lose somebody that it burns your soul?

Than your body decays and soul goes up in the sky

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

I came with a fucking grim reaper to take your soul

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

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

Jus stop a little bit and enjoy your latent soul

Your soul wondering the earth

Babies turn into shooters