This is a song about "Corner store"

These rhymes are telegraphing what i got in store

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

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

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

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

A store that dosen't get a

You can try to walk inside my brain but i close the door

Swagging till i'm too poor, to afford, a rolly from the store

I store archives, bigger then landslides.

They say it's only one life, life, life

Hoodrats on every corner

Of impactful things one can ask for

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

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for