This is a song about "I don t want to trade shoes"

I want yas to seperate i want it to end

It's pie in the sky and there's bodies on the cement

Time to get paid, blow up like the world trade

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

I go with this hip hop shit like shoes to feet

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Since i was killed by the don,

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

I don have to explain myselfi dont have tochange for nobody if you dont like me

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

It's jungle when the niggas in zoo

If god doesn`t exist then who do i pray to