This is a song about "Foot"

Art design, archin' mine, fresno to clarke i'm fine

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

Baptized in eternal fire i'll shed so many tears

Its 4 foot of jubilation running down the stairs

But we got off on the wrong foot

To mcs that don't rhyme good

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Dig a six foot hole for a bitch ass troll

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

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

Put my foot in your casket

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Fuck with mine, i'll put my foot up your ass

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

White boy, six foot, packin a nine

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine