This is a song about "Carl s store"

She on molly, she with mary, at the same damn time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore

Then go jack a niggas tony award, pawn it at store

Or you can do better on some hate shit

(blind..shit) and ''carl-c'' when they won they deserved it

And it rules everything around them

Carl cee twistin' them lyrics and spinnin' em,

If yall aint get it, the store is a front, front is a store

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Eric ya long-haired derelict look what i've got stock in store,

He's being cornered, with little ammo in store

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for