This is a song about "My shoes"

My shoes black, slater back/

Snapple fact: you rather wack

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

When the cops dip through strappin on my runnin shoes

Cause i got caught up in the scenewondering what would happen to this

Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Got my sneakers on my shoes strapped to my feat

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

When they would be the same with a day in my shoes,

They tryin to take a walk in my shoes,

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

So i kicked of my shoes, threw away the shackles

When i’m trying my best, you walk around a day in my shoes,

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth