This is a song about "Kds on the feet"

If police sight at me i got hermes on my feet

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Remove the gravity from your feet

I pray the lord my guns to keep

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Clean teeth so i can meet neat people on the street with sweet 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,

I'm the black sheep of the world i got ma feet on ma skull

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

Fucker, call it noun, trap for the town, grind with both feet on the ground,

Pardon my absence, i'm actually far out of town wit a pound

I just might throw a big amount

Sack 30 feet in the ground.

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

I'm passing flames walking on ma feet