This is a song about "Foot"

The odd niggas are beginning to spill these pink hoes

Put on the lab coat, every square foot of this lab goes

My real fans gon’ ridegot my own shoe, clothing line

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

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

I've got my foot on your shoulder

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

Michelangelo portrait meet mia angelou notebook

Spread the word and witness, he rose on the first sunday

Americans tackle in foot ball? getting all bloody?

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

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

It shows i know a bit

Put my foot in your casket