This is a song about "Black people shoes"

Crockadillys are the shoes for me

To them it's just a story

Top dropped down, black on black

I'm about to snap

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Like the swoosh on my shoes

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,

Black as black like the blacktop/

Ever since then i had no job

Damn i'm fly, i don't need a pair of shoes

We in control, the people know i speak the truth