This is a song about "Racking at the shops"

Gaze at the wastebasket, amazed at the way that shit

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

One night love: i'mma need that

Take her where the couch at

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Racking up each syllable my raps are invincible-my streak will be obviously

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

Racking paper, i'm tracking money dog/

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

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Ay yo you wonder who i are

At the thought of being popular

Giving in to the pressure started stealing from mall shops

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars