This is a song about "Foot patrol"

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

Hell tried to grasp it but it survived that 300 foot fall.

I'm so-cal, you so-called rappers need to go call

Dig a six foot hole for a bitch ass troll

When im dont gettin brains then i honor roll

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

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

Sticking to an idea is like big foot sighting

I come up on patrol, so you know how i roll

Saeed alisha i miss you, god bless my brother’s soul

Cause hype gets you rick mirer'd every single time

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

White boy, six foot, packin a nine

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime