This is a song about "Kds on the feet"

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

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

I'm like the hot sand on the beach that ignites your feet

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

Leopard kicks on my feet

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Sack 30 feet in the ground.

Everytime you come around

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Don't take hotel room i take suite, got lebron's on my feet

Like the limbs on ya feet, that's what i suppose

Alwaysstay ahead of these stank hoes

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

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

Which gave me the opportunity of standing out straight on my feet above others

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers