This is a song about "Selling crack"

So i went out, sold that crack

Naked woman rub my back

Spb dont fuck around with no 8 balls we selling keys

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

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

I rather give you my last to see you live again

But along only schemes they was selling us,

And when it seems that i'm hopeless

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

So tell me what they crack

Yo, i'll bet she be back

But they dont so i wont so im still selling yell

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well