This is a song about "Boots"

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

"wanna knock them boots like a old pair of tims

A far reach from them rap dudes

What is life? take a step in my boots

Or military personnel fatigues and boots,

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

I wanna cock and shoot, mama plots, thinks i'm knockin' boots,

Couldn't buy her louboutin, the boots leave bruises on her calf

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

So guess god, help me get heehaaa, staddle up, but my boots

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

He's knocking boots, never coulda dreamed they would prosecute,

His mother's always worried, thinks that he's knocking boots,

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots