This is a song about "Rapping and sneakers"

Spitting rhymes and rapping

I was born to do the damn thing

Im just rapping and living and then collecting the dividends

Not too many options when you coming from the projects

Allegedly dead and rapping whiter/

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Just set me a beat and ill get rapping.

If he didn't have the price i'm asking

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

Call my rapping a drug and start damaging your brain

I wear a pair of beat up and torn sneakers

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

I'm a thinker and seeker while the rest pull out heaters for sneakers

Weed and rapping weed in jays

Left brain, super 3, creator ace