This is a song about "Stock order"

Only concern was the home that was close to him

A new world order, with a new constitution

So she went across the street, gave him a kiss

The most brokest cold stock broker winter solstice

When the present so powerful where the hour seem longer

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

I'm feeling like the realest little nigga in this business

Patiently taking orders in order to conquer this

I list my inspirations in roughly this order:

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

We'll then make order reelected

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

I avoid that shit and order papa john's

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box