This is a song about "Feet workship"

Are feet as we keep going,

I'm doing the same thing

More money that mean less sleep

These chains wrapped around my feet,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Got the new retros on my feet

Failures who cant stand up on their feet

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

What is hittin' for

Yeah he's six feet under

Translation cause my life is too sweet

Then bow down and kiss my feet

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

She sweeped me off of my goddamn feet.

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street