This is a song about "Thrift stores"

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

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

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

Every day's harder, ain't nothin here promised

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

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Family day, goodwill, section 8, medicaid, and thrift shops,

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

Go to thrift store and pick up your missing shoes

Convenience stores being shot up just for a bag of chips

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

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

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

Pull up on a stark with enough white to kill a horse

Never heard anything like me invading your cd stores