This is a song about "Sold name"

I need to start gettin these songs recorded and sold

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

Polls showing loaded segments sold like show hosts

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

Bout as hot as pot lines being sold on your block

Hair weave killer had on louie's in my mug shot

That they've sold their souls* to satan

We stay faded, need no occasion

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

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

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

Your soul has already been sold.

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

First name dizzy last name b

So give it baby