This is a song about "I got nikes"

The rough life, i just be up nights, breathin with scuffed nike's

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

I got verses, like a bible

As i light one for ill will

Firstly i'll admit i got regrets

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

I got that powder, i got that white

Cause you didn’t play the game right

U got 1000 enemies i got none

For those whey no fit dey fix son

Madonna momma, body bottled, you're fine. i'm finer

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

Its all i fuckin' got

Would they mind? umm, well, of course not

I got more and you got less

Spending her time with him i guess