This is a song about "I work at a hardware store"

If you have to touch hardware i feel bad for you son

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

If you're dealin' with hardware i feel bad for you, son

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

And im dumb enough to steal condemns from a store!

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

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

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

You question wasting money on those papers at the store

Like that one whore yeah that one i meet at the store,

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

U say ur ballin but i kno u work at lids

I store archives, bigger then landslides.

Take her back to where i live