This is a song about "Kicks krunch"

Kicks new, my denim, raw

Cause i ain't mad at cha

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Those lines are already better than yours, but i'll write more just for the kicks

Reason i stuck with the sound

For me to stomp my converse kicks round

For kicks i cure cancer

Shit i'm the the rapper

I only got four minutes

Rockin them hoops and rockin them kicks

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Walking around with my flashes, pairs of brand new ass kicks

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks