This is a song about "Eagle shoes"

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

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

Bitch i'ma flying eagle, munchin all the snakes

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

Its cold as shit in this booth

Cause i will run home and grab my shoes

Either hell hath no fury or an eagle takes its place/

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

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

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Nutty as a nut cake thinks he is goody two shoes

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

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

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

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