This is a song about "I have no shoes"

But honestly i have no clue

Shawty can i taste you

I mean the game been dry

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

No i don't have any pending loan

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

I don't walk so i have no hurdles

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

Didn't live a hard life so you don't have to step in my shoes

I have no eyes i have no eyes call me so blind

One day at a timeshe the one? never mind

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Use my stiletto flows? not the shoes, no, more like the knife.

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

I may have no empathy, helpfully my enemies