This is a song about "Off brand shoes"

They tryin to take a walk in my shoes,

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

You can't find your fucken shoes?

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

Why you keep falling from your own shoes?

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Stole a brand new range rover

You know...you know who you are

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you

But fuck you i'm practically brand new.

Its cold as shit in this booth

Like the swoosh on my shoes

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,