This is a song about "Stock order"

Of goin christopher dorner on all who enforce order

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

But hows this, your the laughing stock

So take the stage just show me what you got

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

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Come-on mr. fool show me what you got , seems like you don't know anything about rapping at all

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

Normally i order three or four of these

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

The most brokest cold stock broker winter solstice

To this corner office is so enormous

Is this the new world order

I thought i recognized her

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

I list my inspirations in roughly this order: