This is a song about "Lets trade shoes"

Mass appeal,and this bag i hit got me alaskan chill

I've been used for trade and laid by soldiers against my will,

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

I ain't religious, just for the drug trade

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

I wouldn't trade you for the world, you're all that i need.

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Like the bottom of your dated shoes

Everybody lets go

That kevin love flow

When they would be the same with a day in my shoes,

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose