This is a song about "Stock order"

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

The most brokest cold stock broker winter solstice

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Smokin' weed and bamboo, sippin' on private stock

That's an order, and my soul is

The tables are turned i can't take this

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

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Life sentence, court order, hearing the journeys thoughts

I have the brain of a genius you have the brain of a neanderthal

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

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

A new world order, with a new constitution

Skilfully i scalp sever and slaughter in chronological order,

Oughta eat the bitch with salt and wash it down with a gallon of water