This is a song about "Pair"

This bitch is badi dream of pockets full of bands

Got a whole team of guns only gotta pair of hands

Hold it..now thank you for silence

He wishes he had a pair of wings

Damn i'm fly, i don't need a pair of shoes

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Mama bills piling up, her son don't got no time to ball

To get a pair, natives killed him right in front the mall

I'm commander coop, making obsolete every single other pair of troops

To tell you were being lied to,manipulated by disguised fools

The youngest of my mother kids

Forget your balls, and grow a pair of tits

Ya just bought a pair of sperrys like its freshman year

Rocking my peers and putting suckas in fear

He wares a linen cloths and a pair of reed sandals

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups