This is a song about "Kicks krunch"

Thought this was forever love

Kicks ass spit tracks so blasphemous

I represent, but still i need the cars, the hoes, the freshest kicks,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Im sick (puke) like my nike kicks

So here i am at the store for some chips

She likes the way it hits her lips

You old kicks won't find new chicks.

(jump in a 20 secs into instrumental, right as snare kicks off)

No sixteen, no vaccine, i'm so sick my ten bars cough

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Kicks, chips, whips, flicks, chicks will make the missiles hit,

I do it just for kicks, even if i got no strife

Or could i be the same one who came from a far away life