This is a song about "Money cars shoes"

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Whiskey cigars and fast cars?

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

And it is to drive in all these fancy cars

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,

Like the swoosh on my shoes

With women with issues

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

All they talk about is money, weed, and cars/

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

Spittin' ridiculous shit about mitsubishi plants, makin' cars

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops