This is a song about "Goody two shoes"

When they wouldn't be the same with a day in my shoes,

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Lazy ass don't believe in lies. truth lies beneath our shoes

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Damn i'm fly, i don't need a pair of shoes

Go to thrift store and pick up your missing shoes

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose