This is a song about "Drug store"

Like that one whore yeah that one i meet at the store,

I still got your letters laying in my dresser drawer

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

That i'm better than any kinda drug

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

He's being cornered, with little ammo in store

Take her back to where i live

I store archives, bigger then landslides.

A store that dosen't get a

A legend have to bow, africa

And im dumb enough to steal condemns from a store!

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Fuck you, i'll just do some sorta drug

And i'm strollin' down south like good luck chuck

He said you're better without him, i'm not the only fuck

Randy don't always talk about money and drug