This is a song about "Fake shoes"

My shoes black, slater back/

You got reason to brag

You can't find your fucken shoes?

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Like the bottom of your dated shoes

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Sober up and i'm in narnia without any shoes

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

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

To liberate yourselves, africa

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

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

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose