This is a song about "Old boots"

But for long time i had gone cold

Still moving forward like a 2 year old

Couldn't buy her louboutin, the boots leave bruises on her calf

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

What is life? take a step in my boots

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

I've murdered so many verses its getting old

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

His mother's always worried, thinks that he's knocking boots,

Since i was a day old,

The truth shall be told

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

"wanna knock them boots like a old pair of tims

He's knocking boots, never coulda dreamed they would prosecute,

That's all a nigga needs, i get through without food