This is a song about "Foot patrol"

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Look at me left foot right foot through these streets

Dig a six foot hole for a bitch ass troll

See i know when the harsh reality take it's toll

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

I ain't superstitious i make all these broads split my pole

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

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

I'm not flying sky high, i'm only four foot nine

Quick to holla at a hoochie with the same line

All she thinking bout is how to take his last

Fuck with mine, i'll put my foot up your ass

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

This fucker was twelve and was six foot, with a vicious hook

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

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