This is a song about "On my fresh shoes"

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

I'm touching skies, no puffing lie

When they wouldn't be the same with a day in my shoes,

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Can't step in my pants, can't walk in my shoes

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

I put my shoes and jacket on and get my schoolbag on my back

Zero options to choose

Like the swoosh on my shoes

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

They tryin to take a walk in my shoes,