This is a song about "Sold name"

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

No money, little bit of chance, skill, and i was out sold,

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

I'm bout to stick the whole game up with no gun

I need to start gettin these songs recorded and sold

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

With an old style and a sold can that outran

Not a fake person, that's the sims man

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

Make shit we can relate to maybe then your cds will get sold

I was sold and golden with victory,

But we be having that jersey

I sold my body, soul, mind and everything to this rap shit.

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit

Where the black girls get their weaves back

So i went out, sold that crack