This is a song about "Welcoming someone to the store"

Who gonna beat someone to the ground.

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound

Gotta store this in your core to denture the best parts, although

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Someone drugged me too many pills which i hope succeeds to be the thing that kills

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Causing me to steer, off the path, someone get me a beer,

Laugh at the money that's stuck in the chandelier

I'm the jew, in the jewel store, bagging all these new whores,

Flyer than the rest of ‘em, i hold the beat to reinforce

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

I ran to the store streaking speaking its friday

Grew up in the jungle where it's killers at war

If yall aint get it, the store is a front, front is a store