This is a song about "Foot ferish"

Everybody finger point in your direction

6 foot something, in his forties and real slim

Spit magic im dumbledore run the game til my foot sore

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

You say my love was gonna work from a upper

I put one foot in front of the other

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Cause todays youth judge by the shoe thats on your foot

But we got off on the wrong foot

Lobsters and shrimp im good

Dig a six foot hole for a bitch ass troll

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

So chase the air hide your stash

Got my foot on the gas

Look at me left foot right foot through these streets

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams