This is a song about "Racking at the shops"

Nobody rep for the skins, they busy cheering them stars

Giving in to the pressure started stealing from mall shops

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

Don’t you be holding back

Take her where the couch at

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Family day, goodwill, section 8, medicaid, and thrift shops,

Corner shops or restaurants, these were the only stuff they could do

And no matter what they do, there will never be another you

Racking these bars i'm going so hard rebuilding myself again brick by brick.

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick