This is a song about "House shoes"

The fittest crew like a pair of nike jordan tennis shoes,

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

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Educate yourselves, of africa

You can't find your fucken shoes?

With women with issues

Its cold as shit in this booth

They tryin to take a walk in my shoes,

My kostons are the reason that you tossed your wrinkly leather shoes

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

You need shoes i need booze

My time with their half-witted reviews

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

Cause i will run home and grab my shoes

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice