This is a song about "1500 for my shoes"

Imagine you in my shoes, going through all of my shit

Put your whole goddamn career in a casket

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

So i kicked of my shoes, threw away the shackles

Crockadillys are the shoes for me

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Like the swoosh on my shoes

With women with issues

Wonder about my life, got my head in my shoes

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

When the cops dip through strappin on my runnin shoes

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I put my shoes and jacket on and get my schoolbag on my back