This is a song about "Selling"

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Amen, they say you only live once

Its like selling the devil your soul

Let's put it on cruise control

By killing cops and selling drugs,but what can you do?

'n' they don’t photograph, nah they don't sex like you

By seventeen selling more then i could handle

Kill me with a chainsaw, and let my balls dangle

I got a penny in my pocket, million in the trunk

Story telling soon selling its soaring with development

Will somebody please show me how

My records selling out the stores now

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

The mainstream is selling out, giving their bodies and souls,