This is a song about "Sellin dope"

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

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

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

But i got skeptics and some fans that just be needing more

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Underground rappers hate us for sellin' out 'cuz we dominant,

Didn't fucking know i was sellin that loud

Back wood, the tree i’m ashing out

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

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

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

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets