This is a song about "The mall"

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

I do pacsun like the store in the mall

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Saw the bombs on the news

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

The bigger the the fun

And it weighs a ton

From the gutter to the roof

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Baby, you don’t have to try to read my mind

Randy at the mall smoking on a black and mild

Ball so hard can sneak through the security at the mall

Motherfucking 8 balls, til’ we live at the pool hall

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

When i get that 10 racks nigga we gone hit the mall