This is a song about "Do shoes school"

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

With women with issues

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

When i am at school i do not go near other teenagers

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

Now concentrate until you get the juice

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

They tryin to take a walk in my shoes,

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

I will screw it and over do it, and if ya step on my brand new shoes,

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

To liberate yourself, africa

Do you need to go back to school?

That racks on racks so motherfucking fool

Like the swoosh on my shoes

Kill the jungle let the cats loose