This is a song about "Foot"

Got my foot on the gas

Right cash, pretty girls nice ass

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Cause todays youth judge by the shoe thats on your foot

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

I've got my foot on your shoulder

And she throws up whatever she eats

Look at me left foot right foot through these streets

That way i know for sure your love is really genuine

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

The next day you is everybody target

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

Put my foot in your casket

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

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