This is a song about "Holey shoes"

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Wonder about my life, got my head in my shoes

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

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Back straight, eyes low, he wears khakis and polo shoes

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Yeah, look here i pay dues

You need shoes i need booze

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Like the bottom of your dated shoes