This is a song about "Guy in the store"

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

He's being cornered, with little ammo in store

If we gonna last more, i gotta ask for more

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

Bleeding out, with no oxygen in store!

You ain't gotta worry no more

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

The guy was in a masquerade mask, and she came late,

Dont fuck with the new guy

You other brothers can’t deny

I do pacsun like the store in the mall

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

Hopin hes the right guy

Why you call me back? don't lie

Of the entire day, store it and forget,

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent