This is a song about "Nike free 5"

Your pitiful stop i'm the devil in nike airs

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

In life nothings comes free

Took my heart away from money

And my civ 5 regime.

You ain't never seen

Bitch, they call it motor city

Fuckin hoes thats all free.

Got me rushed to the station

More than 5 blunts in rotation

Trying to set my mind free,

So high i’m on the ceiling baby

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

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

I cant forget mr moosey moose, last birthday he bought some used nike shoes,

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