This is a song about "Boogie shoes"

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

You need shoes i need booze

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

My kostons are the reason that you tossed your wrinkly leather shoes

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Go to thrift store and pick up your missing shoes

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

Crockadillys are the shoes for me

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Sober up and i'm in narnia without any shoes

Now concentrate until you get the juice

They tryin to take a walk in my shoes,

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

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