This is a song about "Js on my feet"

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga

Got my j's on my feet as i'm walking down the street

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

Hit it then i quit it ‘fore she even made the bed

Don't try to buy my js they put you in debt

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

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

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

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

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Find me grinding, with j's on my feet word to miley cyrus.

J's on my feet, yeah i love designers,

Or at least inquire similar desires