This is a song about "Minnie mouse and socks"

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

And i'm still hurtin over pops

Aiyyo, we went from standin on blocks, without some socks

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

My garage full of cars that bounce

Talk down to me like im some sort of mouse,

And shady hit the box office man, he knocked the socks off us

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

You took the hatred of yourself and just project it out

In a house, with my niggas, and no mouse around

They chase you a like mouse in the city of the bronx.

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

I'm a trap this pimpsqueak like a mouse

Hundred k in twenty-two hours

For multiple years, witness peers catch gunshots

Gettin' stopped by cops with glocks to rock socks,