This is a song about "Shopping"

You're window shopping the shit i just bought

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Paparazzi just caught me shopping at walmart/

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

My son asked me to play, the shopping cart with a clown

Better make sure you fuck your girl right ‘fore i dick her down

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

And filling up like a shopping cart

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

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

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

Paying bills, shopping, and obsessing over winning

I'm a king.you should kiss my pinky ring

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

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king