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

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Like i chose to take that path but they got caught in a blood bath,

These rhymes are telegraphing what i got in store

Head game outta control, super heroes on the floor

Like checkin' inventory you dont know what's in store

Yea this is like a penthouse, served at the top floor

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

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

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

Probably caught on when a 6 years-old stabs someone in the dick

You caught me in a state of depression

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

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

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore