This is a song about "Dannys shoes"

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

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

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Nutty as a nut cake thinks he is goody two shoes

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

My time with their half-witted reviews

You need shoes i need booze

Crockadillys are the shoes for me

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Cause i will run home and grab my shoes

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

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

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose