This is a song about "Sold"

So i went out, sold that crack

Wonder if they take it all back

I'll be game relatedgot me strivin' for a million

Some kill for millions, i sold my soul for pennies son!

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

But it ain't hard to tell,his soul is already sold

Im like a devil rebel to the cocky jockey, you see me grindin mining all the gold

Didn't even care whether it's summer or blistering cold , platinum records were getting sold

I need to start gettin these songs recorded and sold

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Um, life is a water park, could be fun

That they've sold their souls* to satan

Sold my soul to the devil and now all dreams are achievable

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Flow my sold little blister like a flames pond rippling...

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening