This is a song about "Shopping"

I mean that from the bottom of my heart

Paparazzi just caught me shopping at walmart/

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

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

Drops there jaw in aw!like a stock marketer watching the stock market fall

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

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

You're window shopping the shit i just bought

Paying bills, shopping, and obsessing over winning

If they not talking no bread than we ain't listening

And filling up like a shopping cart

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard