This is a song about "Horrsets boots"

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

He's knocking boots, never coulda dreamed they would prosecute,

I wanna cock and shoot, mama plots, thinks i'm knockin' boots,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

Couldn't buy her louboutin, the boots leave bruises on her calf

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Now the server boots up when it gets a smack

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

So guess god, help me get heehaaa, staddle up, but my boots

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

He's knocking boots, never coulda dreamed they would prosecute,

Cuz these boots were made for walking and that's just what they'll do

You bammas like hyperstrikes, your wifey sleep outside of you

What is life? take a step in my boots

And my brains travel like yung berg jewels