This is a song about "Sellin crack"

Felt hard knocks used to sellin' them harsh rocks

Where would i be without my dogs

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

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

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

To go from sellin’ bags to bottles right out the store

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Skyrocket like weed on crack

Sellin’ weed mother fucker, just to fund my stupid antics

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

Better or worse, the center of attention

Sellin’ crack to the youths, who just take it in,

No medal here, i'm well aware

Sellin to kids without a fukin care,

This the ambition anthem, i flowed it to the flag

Maybe it’s because i’m the highest sellin’ artist in rap