This is a song about "Goodwill shopping"

These punks would bully me 'cuz of clothes from goodwill,

Stepped out on her and she love a nigga still

Dream, catchin this flow like hakeem, catches a football, its time to crawl,

Where's my mommy? think i just got left forgotten in a shopping mall

Must you go on a shopping spree cuz i could count to three you'll bump into tree

And leave the scene the way i came herethough some people say it's crazy

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

These punks would bully me 'cuz of clothes from goodwill,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Thats why we always broke, everyday is a shopping spree,

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

My son asked me to play, the shopping cart with a clown

Paying bills, shopping, and obsessing over winning

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift