This is a song about "Nike is bad quality"

Your pitiful stop i'm the devil in nike airs

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

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

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

Reconcile with the quality words we speak!

Ain't seen his seed in 14 days, that nigga too weak

I spit quality and quality rhymes bred within bronner

Thinking how i could rid evil and let the good conquer

And the economy reduced my quality

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

It's so bad most everything is a crime.

Reduction in quality by economy swallows me

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree