This is a song about "Lingerie store"

Go to the house store, spend a little more, but fuck it

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit

Like checkin' inventory you dont know what's in store

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore

Gorillas at the door fiends sleeping on the floor

And im dumb enough to steal condemns from a store!

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

Of my ideas, you not gonna know whats in store

Swagging till i'm too poor, to afford, a rolly from the store

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Eric ya long-haired derelict look what i've got stock in store,

A store that dosen't get a

So when ya see me nigga

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Of the entire day, store it and forget,