This is a song about "My foot"

Lights will flash, cars will crash

Got my foot on the gas

I'm not flying sky high, i'm only four foot nine

You could love it or hate it but he was prime time

Living in this bag of meat standing 6 foot tall

Just me and my boss no worries at all

We've got one foot on the ground and we've got one foot in the grave

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

6 foot something, in his forties and real slim

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Look at me left foot right foot through these streets

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Just one hit from me, and youll be six foot under

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

Lookin back in my yearbook, all the years took

Imbue a march, right foot then left foot,