This is a song about "Katelyns toes"

The critics are calling me conscious

Tip toes like traps, lack silence don't remind us/

Don't try to compare this to anything you ever heard

It's torture, life ain't kosher, dubbed the best but my toes hurt

Toes, no attention from bitches, so no kissing this toad

It's ironic they call me a fresh breath no joke

Ain't no women at the shows

Ohh no... now she's using her toes!

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Have her touchin her toes on the back of the two seater/

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air

All i could remember was his toes curling like her hair.

I keep an eye on my enemies and foes.haters keep me on toes/

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

You feel it from your head to your toes

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes