This is a song about "My dad dirty feet"

Watch the ground floor come down under my feet

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

It feels good to be over you, babe

Hop out the back my feet will migrate

Then dad payed off my bail

Just like that... wale

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

When my words were aimed at your feet

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

My hands dance to disrespect like happy feet

You don't mean that, you faggot

But my dad didnt make it

Don't take hotel room i take suite, got lebron's on my feet

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat