This is a song about "Combat boots"

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

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

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

Find a easier rapper to battle in combat,

Cause i been drinkin till the point that i'm a dizzy rap

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

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

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

Assassin mc think quickly before engagin in combat with me

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

Or military personnel fatigues and boots,

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

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