This is a song about "Beatle boots"

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

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

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

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

Or military personnel fatigues and boots,

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

What is life? take a step in my boots

And my weed man should just sell flutes

"wanna knock them boots like a old pair of tims

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

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

Now the server boots up when it gets a smack

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food

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