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

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit

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

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Akin to the affection of a shoe-store employee/

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

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

And my naivete, slaving away, to a system that's oh so welcoming

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

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

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

Fuck the law give a shit i'm even worse than before

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

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Got the villainy in store, causing injuries galore