This is a song about "700 hunit on my feet run your bangs up"

I run up in your spot getting invasive

This my zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this

I ain't got fancy clothes, cars, mansions, or j's on my feet,

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

On your own words and feet, saying that you could defeat

When my words were aimed at your feet

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

I want you all up on the floor so go on and get on your feet

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

Don't take hotel room i take suite, got lebron's on my feet

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

I hear them talk, and run back to my room, my dad checks up on my bed//