Verse:

Bitch, my tracks are always up on their most played (aye)
Their feed is always filled with my own face (aye)
But they wanna come at me and call me a disgrace (fuck)
Why do you see me all over the place? (bitch)
FMF, distorted but truthful
All these filters seem oh so useful
Bitch, your blood looks so damn beautiful
Remember my "bad" track that I called "devil"?
Bitch, that's me now
I’m all so free now
Your soul looks so tasty, that i wanna eat it now
Sneak up in your dreams now
They call me a demon now
But my favorite name is the souleater now

Chorus:

Souleater, souleater
Hardknocks of life, i could be the soul-teacher
Souleater, souleater
I could make any bitch moan, call daddy the soul-pleaser
Souleater, souleater
I can bring miracles on, all of y'all are soul-preachers
Souleater, souleater
Souleater, souleater
(fuck, aye, bitch, aaahh)
Verse:

My bitch said she was sick so she swallowed my kids and said that it was her medicine (aye)
Pulled out for one second and she immediately begged me to put it back in again (aye)
She screamin' out "god yes" isn’t that ironic cuz we committing a terrible sin (aye)
Poundin' pussy so hard, I feel like I cracked all of her eggs (oops, cliche) (aye)
Nothing but another damn lame-ass ego flex
Nothing but another rapper talking about hardcore sex
Nothing but more misogyny thrown into plain text
Nothing but another fuckin' failed artistic mess
We really don't care if you hate (ha, hate)
You're still givin' us them sweet plays (bitch)
Hate is your drug we sell laced (O.D.)
Check our feed, we're still so praised (aye)

Chorus:

Souleater, souleater
Hardknocks of life, i could be the soul-teacher
Souleater, souleater
I could make any bitch moan, call daddy the soul-pleaser
Souleater, souleater
I can bring miracles on, all of y'all are soul-preachers
Souleater, souleater
Souleater, souleater
(fuck, aye, bitch, aaahh)