This is a song about "Selling powder"

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

A space encounter serving paste and powder

By seventeen selling more then i could handle

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

But along only schemes they was selling us,

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

One night, i was selling some rocks

Probly from selling or doing drugs

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

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Dressed in black,selling to kids cheap crack

Like my old prom suit that i wore with the tag

My records selling out the stores now

Will somebody please show me how