This is a song about "Stock footage"

The most brokest cold stock broker winter solstice

Your grind's feeble, i'm regal, really, i'm willy smith

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

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

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

Might want to purchase some game, homey your shit is so wack

But hows this, your the laughing stock

Shit don't stopcuz i can make that ass drop

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

Get that h-i cus c simeon got risin stock/

Fuck a gun wheres my bow? flaming arrow in stock, aiming at your throat ready to let it go

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

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

Im going, i gotto, this is my motto stand tall, and fuck them all