This is a song about "Nikes"

But they only like kids with hightop nikes

Lights bulbs when wearin' that wig, flyin' kites

At school all the other niggas rocked the nikes

I stared death in the eyes a couple times

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

The rough life, i just be up nights, breathin with scuffed nike's

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

What i spend my cash on, my nikes and big tees

There is a light that shines

Walkin with a pair of nikes

This ain't 1992 bullets tumblin' out no nines

All you need is clean shorts and some nikes?

I speak to cj often and sometimes

Flow is so viscous i run this shit in nikes.