This is a song about "Custom shoes"

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

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

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

They tryin to take a walk in my shoes,

Like the swoosh on my shoes

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

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

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Crockadillys are the shoes for me

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

You can't find your fucken shoes?

He was just accostumed to the custom suits/

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots