So i kicked of my shoes, threw away the shackles
We vegetables, on them record labels
The post man steps within and brings me my ordered chicken wings,
Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives
They tryin to take a walk in my shoes,
Got her the bently coup, she call that old news
Shout out chicken getting chicken
She’s a star if i ever seen one
Pathological liars even know i'm the truth
When they wouldn't be the same with a day in my shoes,
Purify that woman soul
Down my head, chest, and asshole,
Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth
My kostons are the reason that you tossed your wrinkly leather shoes
Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news
My brothers need some clothes and shoes
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