This is a song about "Thrift store"

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Some old bitch that we did before

Bleeding out, with no oxygen in store!

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

Cause i got genius bars, like an apple store/

When standing next to macklemore's girls in a thrift shop

She can only take so much more than her heart got

Ima blow like i'm mothafuckin' sniffing lines

I store archives, bigger then landslides.

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

Who baby momma's a rat, and who got killed last weekend

Fuck fame, i love my fans just a little more

You question wasting money on those papers at the store

A store that dosen't get a

I try to tell them i'm one of the