This is a song about "Paul blart mall cop"

I wish you luck and if you need me, call

And golden mall with a golden wall

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

Paul walker must of pissed you off,

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Thought the paul walker disses were over

Randy at the mall smoking on a black and mild

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

Whips ain't shit but my kicks look sick

At the mall like try my dick

This the shit that get cripple bitches to hop

Run and hide and look for a cop