This is a song about "Foot patrol"

10th grade, eyes red as shit

Put my foot in your casket

Dig a six foot hole for a bitch ass troll

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

Raise a hill place my foot in the sand creating a mound,

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

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

A patrol car's no more than a whore with two dicks inside it

Put it on whatever bitch, me and spitta high as shit

Kush, baby mama-less; yeah no seeds

Look at me left foot right foot through these streets

But since then i've fucking murdered every artist on patrol!

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

I’m stuntin’ the ferragamo, i’m running that medal pace

We've got one foot on the ground and we've got one foot in the grave