This is a song about "Moving feet"

The drug that they brain need

Suck my teat, nasty feet,

And i keep on moving like nothing wrong

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Yea i'm missin some sleep

These chains wrapped around my feet,

Yo sprawled out on the field and not moving

She floating round winners, now your bitch you losing

You've got paradise under your feet,

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Indubitably i'm too street

So repeat tap both feet

It's a fools fatewithout your word

Keeping me moving forward

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Starting at the feet an moving to the endings