This is a song about "Foot locker"

Bullied you with flow, go hide in your locker

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

I come from a city with more drugs than a evidence locker

From hollywood to the hood

But we got off on the wrong foot

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Ain't scared of shit, got dog treats in my locker

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

Cause todays youth judge by the shoe thats on your foot

For petty sake not even heavyweight, it's never good

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

Dig a six foot hole for a bitch ass troll

I tried to get in my locker, but they always tryna stalk ya

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra