This is a song about "Big feet"

Thank my self and floyd, for standing on my feet

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

We can't catch the beat

Suck my teat, nasty feet,

Failures who cant stand up on their feet

The revolution will proceed

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

When my words were aimed at your feet

Then bow down and kiss my feet

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

Swear i will murk any beat

I feel the sand on my feet

Yo it keep me alright, and now i'm on my feet,

Back down, backing ultra dreams like some bad sleep

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

I'm here to make the ground rumble beneath your feet/