This is a song about "Caught robbing a store in fordham"

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

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

They say my music knocks, so i hope it open every door

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

I'm a lost soul, twisted lyricist with mischief in store

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

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

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

It was almost like i had caught a trout in the water

Billy-club chainsaw, i’m coming through their front door

And im dumb enough to steal condemns from a store!

Make my women follow dreams, pussy popping follow head

You are all wet,caught in a net,your worst fears met

Before you get caught in a deep situation

First off congratulations on the win