This is a song about "Nike s"

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

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

She prayed on me passing that bar

Bad, just like an 80's car

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

We don't believe you, you need more people

The outline which you n****s out dated

So if they better than the kid

But go ahead and take that nike sign and just do it!

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

S queezys very bold

This shit would leave rosetta stoned