This is a song about "Shopping malls"

Thats why we always broke, everyday is a shopping spree,

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

You're window shopping the shit i just bought

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Now it's yachts, pockets got enough knots to take mobs shopping

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Messing with the blessing of balls and malls are stressing

And filling up like a shopping cart

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

Where's my mommy? think i just got left forgotten in a shopping mall

Making it hard trying ta figure who's out ta trap me, pataki, got all

Lemme see them big titties, don't be actin' sadidy you're not pretty

Must you go on a shopping spree cuz i could count to three you'll bump into tree