This is a song about "Sold soul"

You wait and see little old me will be a star you’ll see, me on my world tour,

Like a grown child actress flashin her nipple, a sold soul, need to sit i'm full,

I was convinced that rap was the shit, and i was sold/

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

He probly clockin' double shifts on all of his jobs

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?

That his soul to the devil's owed, now he flows in him, sold out,

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

Lucid nightmare hunt your soul

Women at my pole

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

I was a kid when daddy sold dope