This is a song about "Mall sushi"

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low

Hit the mall up gotta spend some other dough

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Randy at the mall smoking on a black and mild

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

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

You an amateur, they wanna pro to call

And golden mall with a golden wall

Then they both went to the mall to get their mom a card of a apology

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

You heard i was in jail, well i just came from the mall

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Send her to the mall for some shit you can't afford

No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard

At the mall like try my dick

Killing these niggas off quick