This is a song about "Goodwill shopping"

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

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

And filling up like a shopping cart

Ballin, folarin so goddamn hard

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

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

Bout peppermint schnapps in junior high hit the block

You're window shopping the shit i just bought

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

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Goodwill or salvation army full of clothes,

You dead broke, yes folks, the jewels are like egg yolks

Family day, goodwill, section 8, medicaid, and thrift shops,

Rather than buy our songs, they busy cheering the stars