This is a song about "Sold up"

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

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

I was sold and golden with victory,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

So i went out, sold that crack

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

When i talk about money all you see is the struggle

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

I won't go once or twice because i'm sold

Truth be told, i'm only seventeen years old, my heart is bold, i keep tryin to stay gold,

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

Wait, i heard about you from that other nigga earl

Sex trafficking there goes another sold girl