This is a song about "Mall sushi"

Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all

When i get that 10 racks nigga we gone hit the mall

We can go to the mall, then be back to the crib

With this heavenly flow bought a hell of whip

Pass it back, i'll stab and slash it to sushi, sassy sweet assassin,

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Randy at the mall smoking on a black and mild

Panoramic views be tumblin' out my mind

Trying to say goodbye to the glamorous chains and cars

Giving in to the pressure started stealing from mall shops

Ball dreams of being pointguard was off limits jack

Flight back from japan, jiro sushi in a bag

Ball so hard can sneak through the security at the mall

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all