This is a song about "Jordans on my feet"

If police sight at me i got hermes on my feet

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

Cause no matter what i wont get back up on my feet you ruined me you fucking cunt

If this was a game, i would be considered a mothafuckin' legend

Leopard kicks on my feet

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

When i run b-town i got size 11's on my feet

It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind

Feet unda nigga, i gotta stay on my grind live is what we do, hustle and grind

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

I've returned though see, slowly back on my feet

"listen to the track bitch!" echoes

Yeah im still on feet and my toes.

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Yo it keep me alright, and now i'm on my feet,