This is a song about "Foot ball"

Its 4 foot of jubilation running down the stairs

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

6 foot 7 foot 8 foot or 9,my raps are better than all your shit combined,

Where the ball meets the wall

And i love you all

I've got my foot on your shoulder

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Swerve never stay alive, foot ain't on gas right now

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

Look at me left foot right foot through these streets

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Still a hobbit and like sauron's eye, you'll taste de foot

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would