This is a song about "Nike socks"

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

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

I grew up looking up to niggas that was selling coke

Socks you find beneath the commode, highroad being radioed

Your pitiful stop i'm the devil in nike airs

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

To compare me with him is like nike to jays

Put expressions in their music and create the face

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

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

Wear bikini bottoms, no bra, and tube socks

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

Then watch him spin round and round til he sweats his socks

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box