This is a song about "Sell my soal"

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Take it, leave and then go sell

What happens when you try to sell drugs on my block

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock

Timmy got his bike stole

Sell my soul, price of coal

And i'm still hurtin over pops

You sell yourself for better jobs

Shit done changed since the wop and the running man

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

I'd take a bullet an i'd even sell my soul,

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

But it was africa the continent we all came from

Away to slumber in my house so i could paint 'em and sell 'em,

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

And my niggas sell them keys if you can't open your door