This is a song about "Sell my soul"

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

If u asked for the price for my soul its not for sell

So i can sell drugs,doing my deals

As much as i wanna leave

You better clear out the way, make a way for my soul,

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

Because my soul spit like fire

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

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

Sell his soul to devil to take away b.i.g's health

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

Eating my soul just like cancer,

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir