This is a song about "Grocery store"

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

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

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

And im dumb enough to steal condemns from a store!

Then go jack a niggas tony award, pawn it at store

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

He's being cornered, with little ammo in store

To go from sellin’ bags to bottles right out the store

The money gets closer when you seem to be grindin' more

Do he make you feel important than how you felt before

I'm a lost soul, twisted lyricist with mischief in store

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

My money is on clearance cuz there's more in store

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

Of my ideas, you not gonna know whats in store