This is a song about "On my fresh shoes"

I got a dollar and a dream

Eighteen, green, clean and fresh on the scene,

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Lose your sundress and shoes, and lemme lay it on you

They tryin to take a walk in my shoes,

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Like the swoosh on my shoes

Duck duck, say goose

Cause i will run home and grab my shoes

Its cold as shit in this booth

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

When they would be the same with a day in my shoes,

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues