This is a song about "New kicks"

Kicks ass spit tracks so blasphemous

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

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

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

You can hear it in my lyrics

Those lines are already better than yours, but i'll write more just for the kicks

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Pray to whoever got on the biggest of crucifix

You need a pair of new kicks even if you need to sell bricks

Smokin' weed like it ain't no thing, so even kids

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

Hard as a motherfucker, tell em i was ham

I got twelve hundred kicks, them straight from japan

Heavenly father, martin, malcolm mixed with them lyrics

Bag of clips, i'm an addict, i like to spit kicks,