This is a song about "Moving feet"

You've got paradise under your feet,

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

Head to toe, face and feet,

More money that mean less sleep

Keeping me moving forward

Just woke up and screamed, fuck the world

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

But you giving up my resolution is music moving

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Rap was his only hope, like weapons shooting, seconds moving

These chains wrapped around my feet,

I keep my money neat

They aren't even moving slow,

I see'em grillin, i ate it though

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Got the party hype now let's keep it moving