This is a song about "Jadin sell"

Afford to sell, we're poor as hell, spare me two dollars,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I sell and eat human meat

I said i got my ass beat

Hoping you well, i know it's hell

Take it, leave and then go sell

My records sell, yes sir

I'm beside the future

I tried to sell my soul, the devil couldn't afford it

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

Wait, don't they sell the terrorist's guns?

Guess they ran out of options

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

Teleporting to varrock to sell some shit

I killed more time, more crack to sell

Burberry, quite a hell