This is a song about "Sales"

Money and power come to us through direct sales,

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Bring back record sales, i sail while i break records

Half belizian, half from the phillipines

Im cuttin the sales and makin the scenes,

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream