This is a song about "Rapping and shoes"

Stop the clock and take their watches, cop 'em, got no shoes or socks,

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

Back straight, eyes low, he wears khakis and polo shoes

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

They said i sucked and cant stand me rapping

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

Sometimes my lyrics are hard to choose i'm like a women to shoes and purses,

Spitting rhymes and rapping

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

1:25 and i'm rapping on my laptop/

Ey, butt rape on a female cop

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Just set me a beat and ill get rapping.

And hope they like what you rapping,

Hating my macking, they asking