This is a song about "Sell your soul"

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

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

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

I tried to sell my soul, the devil couldn't afford it

Calling any challenger i'll kill your spirt soul

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

Killa! this the ghetto soap opera right here man

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

18 year sentence with no parole

Like it's embeded into your soul

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

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

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

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Its like selling the devil your soul

Timmy got his bike stole