This is a song about "Beatle boots"

"wanna knock them boots like a old pair of tims

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

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

Ya family will be missin you, theres a kiss for you

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

Got my first job getting treated like a slave, with a hard hat hard boots bucket and a spade,

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

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

Now the server boots up when it gets a smack

I deserve a medal, lap 'em on every track

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

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

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

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

So guess god, help me get heehaaa, staddle up, but my boots