This is a song about "Stock"

Like a chick,get a whole new stock of tamphons and pad.

Then clap then shake it without breaking your back

I refuse to be another being on this earth

Fuck these gomers, our country's run by stock brokers.

Shitting his stock of cash out his ass

Baby, you got that super bass

Eric ya long-haired derelict look what i've got stock in store,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

The most brokest cold stock broker winter solstice

Wale got skills, man my nigga i’m will smith

Or stock dealin' there's no excuse for the preenin'

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin