This is a song about "Beatle boots"

Couldn't buy her louboutin, the boots leave bruises on her calf

Touring through the warmest cities with the coldest raps

His mother's always worried, thinks that he's knocking boots,

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

His mother's always worried, thinks that he's knocking boots,

I wanna cock and shoot, mama plots, thinks i'm knockin' boots,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

He's knocking boots, never coulda dreamed they would prosecute,

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Now the server boots up when it gets a smack

Track and field with the birds, i’m running em like track

There's nothing man made than can make it just you

Cuz these boots were made for walking and that's just what they'll do

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

Or military personnel fatigues and boots,