This is a song about "Boogie shoes"

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

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

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

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

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

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

Yeah, look here i pay dues

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

Like the bottom of your dated shoes

Back straight, eyes low, he wears khakis and polo shoes

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

They tryin to take a walk in my shoes,

High as shit, i’m in a booth

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

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