This is a song about "Grocery carts"

Openly smoking dope from the grocery

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Three large carts full of tards crammed into an amusement park,

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Three large carts full of tards crammed into an amusement park,

I'll push carts just to buy a fuckin launch pad/

Den i put that ho on the welcome mat

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

And constant doin' stick-ups, flip up, friends would rob grocery stores,

I jumped a skittish asian grocery man when he closed the store,

Was on my grind cause times were harder than a cellar floor

I moved here, work at grocery stores, there are factories,

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Pushing carts from that nine to five just trying to stay alive