This is a song about "Selling cocain"

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Probly from selling or doing drugs

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

Make it sound too dope i ain't selling it

By seventeen selling more then i could handle

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

Cause im on sum g shityoung money

Except for selling tree but between you and me

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs