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

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

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

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I ran to the store streaking speaking its friday

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

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

It's all be over soon, and with a silver spoon you'll be meeting your doom.

I turned my head to glance at the left wall, i saw someone more beautiful than the moon

Do you ever remember when you talk to someone and your heart race from the thrill

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

Who gonna beat someone to the ground.

Suckas is talking like i ain't still around

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

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

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

And im dumb enough to steal condemns from a store!