This is a song about "Walking to the store buying condoms and leaving"

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

And leaving the game is basically pain inflicting

Carol city or was it the west

Went to the store and got caught for theft

My mouth is like the sewer, yeah yeah i keep it gutter

You threatened to use a box of condoms on my mother,

And, i could step into the store and say give me those

Now i play the roosevelt and i cop rose

Go to the house store, spend a little more, but fuck it

Y'all can't ever fade that, i don't ever lack shit

Like bobby had whitney we was cooking up crack

Walking to the school bus playing hackie sack

Swagging till i'm too poor, to afford, a rolly from the store

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Spitting by the door or to slow how i store

If you try to give it to me at the door