This is a song about "Foot"

U put ur foot in my j's n then lace it,

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

But we got off on the wrong foot

Damn i’m no good, but damn it’s so good

White boy, six foot, packin a nine

Talk shit, take a stand in the same rhyme

6 foot something, in his forties and real slim

How you killing my highs i hope you built the coffin

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

I've got my foot on your shoulder

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Its 4 foot of jubilation running down the stairs

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

Rappers claiming they sick, i heal niggas for good