This is a song about "Selling em spectrum xrays"

But along only schemes they was selling us,

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

I started selling weed, didn't had a choice, needed to get money

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Except for selling tree but between you and me

Make it sound too dope i ain't selling it

Cause now you got me hopped up on that

Toffee, pecan, licorice, boy you're so beautiful

Some indo selling motherfucker got em self into trouble

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

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Nigga ain't nothing sweet like a kool aid pack

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack