This is a song about "New kicks"

Kicks, chips, whips, flicks, chicks will make the missiles hit,

It's time for a bloody foot you little rabbit

I do it just for kicks, even if i got no strife

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Walking around with my flashes, pairs of brand new ass kicks

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

I be giving work to the kids

Im sick (puke) like my nike kicks

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

You old kicks won't find new chicks.

She likes the way it hits her lips

You always say you wasn't ready for no man

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

But my character never could be like them, man