This is a song about "Foot"

I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real

Since you're down now, boy, lick ma foot heel

Sleeping in a cell, it's been 30 weeks

Look at me left foot right foot through these streets

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

I turn my music down so you won’t hear a sound

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

We was loonie i suppose, you could

A couple of y'all ain't took a field trip to the hood

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

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

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

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

That ain't hard, swear to god, these niggas ain't real at all

But we got off on the wrong foot

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