This is a song about "Stock order"

Has the power to make them laws that maintain our social order.

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

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

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Y'all niggas fuck with pebbles; i flip big boulders

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

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

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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

I don't need no lawyer, i'm in court without the order,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

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