This is a song about "Sellin bud"

Cause his toys are better than what yo sellin on the street

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

They say love is the slowest form of suicide

Puffin' on the bud, when the bong shinin' bright,

Strictly cali bud that's no confession

They say your name for attention

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Hungry, thirsty, d'evils got me slingin' rock, sellin' pies,

Them lames ain't even know the newest planes came out

Didn't fucking know i was sellin that loud

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

Fuck sellin it to the devil the government already took it

On they car note to go to the club

I trust nothing but my bud,

Mini fourteen stuffed in my denim jeans

These other lil' niggas just sellin' ya'll dreams