This is a song about "Working in a grocery store"

Something in his arm, he pushing more and more

I'm a lost soul, twisted lyricist with mischief in store

Working 10 hour shifts at a supermarket,

I ride by bumping shine, i do just that

Eric ya long-haired derelict look what i've got stock in store,

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

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

And im dumb enough to steal condemns from a store!

But i got skeptics and some fans that just be needing more

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Akin to the affection of a shoe-store employee/

Then go jack a niggas tony award, pawn it at store

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

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

My father was missing, war lord oliver north