This is a song about "Selling"

They’re selling pies, telling lies, we’re just simply spitting lies,

See niggas lose it all and follow that liquor advice

The mainstream is selling out, giving their bodies and souls,

Kicking flows, pockets about as thick as strippers on poles

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Bring on the new replacement, selling dope on the pavement

But your selling weed your the guy that gets them a ten

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

A king's assassination is why most often fear the hell

Got you gassed about the pump, selling jewelry as well?

Make it sound too dope i ain't selling it

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

My records selling out the stores now

Will somebody please show me how