This is a song about "Thrift"

Now i can't afford clothes from the god damn thrift shop

Bartender, no ice, bring another shot

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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

I got a closet full of them thrift store tank tops, and you ain't even know it,

Drivin and typin, not payin attention, missin they next exit

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

Everything is good but these haters wish i would stop

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

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Go to thrift store and pick up your missing shoes

I pray that that's me, but i gotta be honest

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

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

And my bank account look just like a phone card