This is a song about "Off brand shoes"

It’s knowin’ it’s over

Stole a brand new range rover

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Beautiful are thou, africa

Like the swoosh on my shoes

With women with issues

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

But fuck you i'm practically brand new.

No more amore, i refuse to force you

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Go ahead and try to tattle, i'll brand your momma like cattle.

They tryin to take a walk in my shoes,

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth