This is a song about "Broke shoes"

When they would be the same with a day in my shoes,

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Yeah, look here i pay dues

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

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

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

My shoes black, slater back/

And daddy's in the cadillac

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

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

Kill the jungle let the cats loose