This is a song about "Erika s feet"

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

Remove the gravity from your feet

But it was africa the continent we all came from

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

When my words were aimed at your feet

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

This is the concrete

He'll fall down at my feet

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

So repeat tap both feet

And if yo blood wasn't runnin through my veins i would prolly cut yall off ... too ! yep

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,