This is a song about "Bustin my ass to sell my demo"

Sell my soul, price of coal

Open up your contacts then scroll

So if you wanna leave

So i can sell drugs,doing my deals

Don’t need to shake my ass for you

Gator-toed mauri, three quarters, sky blue

To witness the realest shit that's ever been told to man

Wouldn't sell my soul to the devil for summer jam,

If u asked for the price for my soul its not for sell

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle

They actually got me to get off my ass

And i got that drive and she just might crash

You heard knowledge is power

My records sell, yes sir

My records sell, yes sir

Might win a dollar