This is a song about "Stocks"

Im not superstitious but the witches kisses caught me like fishes

Cause i walk around with pockets that are bigger than my bus

I wanna be next to you

Outta the fucking blue/

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

You're barely meager, and i'm fucking eager, show how your futures bleaker

Five shots she ready to leave

Release the energy stored beneath

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

Not to mention four lynch pins and a stringent stored

We revolve towns burning them down.

All my other people that dance around

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Smash hits i'll mash with i'm coming to take your assets,

This towns full of bull shit

I know what you do with that