This is a song about "Selling drugs"

One night, i was selling some rocks

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Normally talk about, snorting drugs

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

Probly from selling or doing drugs

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

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

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

This is why her nigga mad

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

You rap about selling weed and money schemes

With this heavenly flow bought a hell of whip

You busy selling eighths to make a profit