This is a song about "Big feet"

They're thousands of feet, down below

The wake up, dawg get ya face off the pillow

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

So repeat tap both feet

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

She sweeped me off of my goddamn feet.

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

When my words were aimed at your feet

The drug that they brain need

Then bow down and kiss my feet

I can always go home and look down my street

I'm passing flames walking on ma feet

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep