This is a song about "6 foot shrooms"

You better get yours fore i reach mine

White boy, six foot, packin a nine

But we got off on the wrong foot

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

We've got one foot on the ground and we've got one foot in the grave

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Warriors, crooks, spartan army's and foot

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Put my foot in your casket

And that's jay line i had to quote that

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Swerve never stay alive, foot ain't on gas right now