This is a song about "Retail"

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

And retail clerks, we shop at walmart, and grind around the,

I'll let out a couple sighs, tell them exhale

Not my fault you went university to learn retail,

All i read is constant email on retail to resale the streets well

Tap my partner roscoe like bruh, i'm drunk as hell can't you tell

Who dat, who dat? bitch i got that flame

Retail snappers even is lame