This is a song about "Old socks"

Aiyyo, we went from standin on blocks, without some socks

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots

Don’t pay as much for socks

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Invited myself in the gates secretly almost sank in a sink hole, reached in my socks

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

Shes only 17 years old

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Franky lymon the lime light gets old

But for long time i had gone cold

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

I'm white as yo tube socks, but goddamn this beat knocks

And don't think what you're old

And i drop top off in a hot cold

Sb nike's, with the grey box

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks