This is a song about "Kds i the feet"

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Remove the gravity from your feet

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

When i turn left or right i see dead in the night, lying on the street they got cold feet,

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

I ain't got fancy clothes, cars, mansions, or j's on my feet,

Sometimes i think, what i need

The beat that is at my feet

This is the concrete

I feel the sand on my feet

And as the blood pools at my feet i say pass the coors.

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

I want you all up on the floor so go on and get on your feet

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat