This is a song about "The mall"

Run a cartel like a real rick ross

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Its cold as shit in this booth

From the gutter to the roof

And i listen to common

The bigger the the fun

Still listen to big

At the mall like try my dick

Randy at the mall smoking on a black and mild

Not them 3 girls i got to be destiny's child

Just me and my boss no worries at all

And golden mall with a golden wall

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Giving in to the pressure started stealing from mall shops