This is a song about "Stores"

When my first lp drops the stores will be overran

Don't violate my patience i'm waiting, to kill a man

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

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

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

The ghetto misery, shootouts and liquor stores

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

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

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

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

See, involvin' yourself is to be a part

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

The game ain't pretty but i'm reppin' for my city

Sometimes i go stores and buy everything that i see

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

He would probably come in stores like "i invented existence