This is a song about "Foot"

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Sticking to an idea is like big foot sighting

Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber

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

You ain't' doing shit til you put 10 gees on fantasy football

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

But we got off on the wrong foot

10 chains, hustle hard: ace hood

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

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

Drawers by bad broads whenever the curtains call

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

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

Spit magic im dumbledore run the game til my foot sore

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for