This is a song about "Close toed shoes"

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

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Like the swoosh on my shoes

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

The science and the art, africa

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

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

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Clips in the play clothes

You're getting too close

No, no, we are not those

Can't touch me, can't even close