This is a song about "44 in 4 foot"

And wrote this from 4:25 to 4:30, hah

Beautiful are thou, africa

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Bars will put this faggot mc in a figure 4 leg lock till i snap his knee

U put ur foot in my j's n then lace it,

Guess you niggas wasn't listening, homeroom shit

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

In this rap shit i run on foot from coastline to coastline a fuckin' thousand times

Ridin around in my shot up miami plated rolls royce/

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Americans tackle in foot ball? getting all bloody?

First one to spot you and i ain't telling nobody

Warriors, crooks, spartan army's and foot

Dear momma don't cry, your baby boy's doin good