This is a song about "Foot"

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

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

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

His pockets gone dry from the loans it was given him

6 foot something, in his forties and real slim

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,

Adapt to being black, strapped and gang tats, look

I don’t know why…hey, wait a minute motherfucker

Just one hit from me, and youll be six foot under

Americans tackle in foot ball? getting all bloody?

She say that she celibate, i penetrate her mentally

Aye, hold your head homie, look

But we got off on the wrong foot

Well do the hokey-pokey, and turn that ass around

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