This is a song about "Nike is trash"

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

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

Picking food out the trash while your mum is fucking a hobo next to the trash can

My adversaries bleedbut fuck 'em all 'til the talk cease, fuckin' with a changed man

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

And 53 percent of whites are just seen as "gutter trash",

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

And i got that drive and she just might crash

All you gossiping fags are pure, garbage and trash

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

To compare me with him is like nike to jays