So i kicked of my shoes, threw away the shackles
Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples
Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues
Wonder about my life, got my head in my shoes
Down my head, chest, and asshole,
Purify that woman soul
That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose
When the cops dip through strappin on my runnin shoes
My shoes cost a fortune paintin these pictures like norman
Or a measure of a fortune more awesome
Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes
Pathological liars even know i'm the truth
My brothers need some clothes and shoes
I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth
Even when i'm sleep, i got vision
Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,
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