This is a song about "Grocery carts"

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

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

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

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

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

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Openly smoking dope from the grocery

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

But i apologize for not walking you around

Big and full of frights, in carts going round and round

Ok they accepted me as a jock for every sport on the block am i a nerd anymore

I know any insane deranged nigga would use my brain as a lyrical vindictin grocery store!!!!!!!!

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

Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

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