This is a song about "Gucci down to the socks"

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

And you ride with this

So bow down to the miss.

So hard to keep the tears down

I better get my gown

Hip-hop's unbalances got out of hand

Knockin' dude's socks from the boondocks, last to stand,

Od'd on that mitchell-ness you thought it was '03 again

We the moody, gucci, louis and pucci men

Like nala in the jungle to soften the edges down,

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

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

So sit down and listen to the beat

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Gettin' stopped by cops with glocks to rock socks,