This is a song about "Tj is going to sell a house"

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

I cant sell my soul to the devil cuz i gave it to a homeless prick

Your house is a tyre i'm just a lyrical supplier.

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Go to the house store, spend a little more, but fuck it

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Rex ryan on these hoes, jet life forever bitch

Plan to get rich is going without a hitch,

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

I need a jail house to free my dogs

Nice try im not gonna sell it aint going to work

Ass-clappin' standing on applauding the effort

Your the only one thinks this is funny and trying to sell me out

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

I've only ever had poverty i wish i had a sell out price to pursue

So ain't no future fuckin' youi ain't tha bitch ta love yacan't do a damn thang for you