This is a song about "J s on my feet"

I look down on my feet and i can only really blink

She woke up naked and then cooked both of us breakfast

You can feel my dick on your leg five feet beside you,

And the blogger has their reviews in rear view

My flow better than cool j

Reading shit my critics say

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

Thank my self and floyd, for standing on my feet

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

I got you on your knees begging at my feet

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

My body heavy i feel weak, feet thudding on the street

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

Don't take hotel room i take suite, got lebron's on my feet