This is a song about "Cleats"

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

Punched the teacher out like pow, he jumped my ass with some cleats

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

Turn on rhapsody starin at my dad's vintage cleats

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

And bind lines to make them sweet and grind ground like they were cleats

He rises runs the game while his cleats pry

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

And watch me as i stomp on this game wearing my cleats

Indeed, the flow raw just the same as my levi jeans

Baby i can see that you don't recognize mei'm shock g: the one who put the satin on your panties

This is kinda like a game so i brought my cleats, and have fun smiling after i kick in your teeth.

Everybodys plot is deceit, when its not, its retreat cuz ill stomp ya, with cleats

I turn yo good girl to a bad bitch, wildin like a rabbit in betwen the sheets