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

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

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

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

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

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

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Back to my shoes how could i forget

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

I want yas to seperate i want it to end

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Rare shit, trend setting yea i be the best

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see