This is a song about "Stores"

I moved here, work at grocery stores, there are factories,

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

And constant doin' stick-ups, flip up, friends would rob grocery stores,

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

Stores with drugs,battles without rings

Got a nigga seein things

The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

Doin time for slowguess she made a bad decision

Black people get followed it stores, mindless locked in prison,

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

Liquor stores with the 40's, young niggas bite metal, shit,

Some go to country clubs, while others grub, drown at liquor stores,

But of course, i'm the white boy that shows no remorse