This is a song about "Sell drug to support my folks"

They had my back like support on the chair i kick.

Cats so watered down clowns can sink titanic

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Teleporting to varrock to sell some shit

I’ve seen these young folks sell their souls for fortune and fame,

I take em home, fuck her, get high and never call again

I cant sell my soul to the devil cuz i gave it to a homeless prick

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

//shout out to carlcee for all the support he has given me!

My rhymes may be sentimental but to get this far i had to sell my soul to the devil.

The instrumental, every time i'm in, i skip your lame level, when i step in my temple,

Look at my folks, we're all jokes,

Cause the head of the game no cheat codes

But don’t worry about it girl, just be yourself

My music is my soul, can't sell it to someone else