This is a song about "Sale"

Uphold the enrolled, through the gale you sale scold,

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

Spending too much time having rocks for sale

At a high scale naw they're not for sale, so sinister its straight from hell

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel

It's kinda fresh you listen to more than wale

Don't steal my words just cuz they ain't for sale,

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

Asking bout the sale that my daddy just made

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

I'll go for a record sale at the auction,

Have niggas in ya yard like a yard sale

6 in the morning, i’m gonna call wale

Ha-ha, laughing all the way to the top

My peoples sale rock, & cell blocks, got us shell shock