This is a song about "Nike ai"

The fittest crew like a pair of nike jordan tennis shoes,

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

See you spot lk on the back, snap back, nike jacket, you can't hack it, it all fit right/

Make you holla out my name when a thug nigga ride, can i come inside

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

Your pitiful stop i'm the devil in nike airs

So soon. minding your own business walking down the street just doing you like nike says.

I should end up my battle with a kiss i was just trynna clean your rap mess

Im sick (puke) like my nike kicks

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

New released nike shoes, pay your dues, get the clues,

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

Khakis pressed, nike shoes crispy and fresh laced, so i guess it ain't

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised