This is a song about "Grocery shopping"

You're window shopping the shit i just bought

Then all i really want is for her to get on top

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

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

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

I feel ready. i run it into the ground tire out and put that shit to bed, mumble your

Paparazzi just caught me shopping at walmart/

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

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

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

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

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

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

Drops there jaw in aw!like a stock marketer watching the stock market fall