This is a song about "Basketball shoes"

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

To liberate yourselves, africa

Sober up and i'm in narnia without any shoes

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Basketball without rim shillings

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

Showing my skills like i'm playing basketball on the court

No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

When they wouldn't be the same with a day in my shoes,

You can't find your fucken shoes?

Zero options to choose

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,