This is a song about "Dannys shoes"

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

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

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Wonder about my life, got my head in my shoes

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

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Damn i'm fly, i don't need a pair of shoes

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

They tryin to take a walk in my shoes,

Lazy ass don't believe in lies. truth lies beneath our shoes

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Man i feel ya i been in ya shoes,

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

When they would be the same with a day in my shoes,

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues