Souls

Let me take my time, go ahead and back it up

Let me play reverend, preach of legends that drove Acuras

They see demons, we see meaning in how they trappin' us

Heat was seeded, they were phoenix who rose from sack of dust

Ain't nobody spoke for us, I'm talkin' back like 03

Before hen and OE, smokin' drink he drove the Nissan black with smoky windows

He served them junkies, simple, he gave them pokeys

Later on she would poke, he knew he was dyin' slowly

One foot out and one foot in, both hands landed him in pen

Two left feet, how he would dance between what was right and sin

Called him Black, that was his name, cuz of skin and dreaded braids

His name Black, ironic man, cuz to it he soon would fade