This is a song about "Store"

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

And im dumb enough to steal condemns from a store!

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

A store that dosen't get a

Thug for life nigga

That i got sexy ladies so back up some more

Bleeding out, with no oxygen in store!

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

I jumped a skittish asian grocery man when he closed the store,

Of my ideas, you not gonna know whats in store

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

I'm a lost soul, twisted lyricist with mischief in store

Her hair all over the bed, that make me love her more