This is a song about "Selling dr"

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

In a malcolm x shirt chillin' with the ku klux

Its like selling the devil your soul

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

I'mma sign that work and release that

You busy selling eighths to make a profit

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

By a brotha who was hopeless

But along only schemes they was selling us,

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

You hate doctors (dr.) but you been on [(dr)ugs] you been [(dr)inking]

But they dont so i wont so im still selling yell

Now you finna cut your hair, you waiting to excel