This is a song about "Big shoes"

The fittest crew like a pair of nike jordan tennis shoes,

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Like the bottom of your dated shoes

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Go to thrift store and pick up your missing shoes

When they wouldn't be the same with a day in my shoes,

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Sober up and i'm in narnia without any shoes

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news