This is a song about "Right foot in"

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Kill that whore right there in my bed

Was pac right about being conceived in prison

Or all them hot summers i was cooped up in the kitchen

The governments comes right in with some more,

Mo county, va, show is over, encore

Warriors, crooks, spartan army's and foot

All my homies in this thang wish a nigga would

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

In this rap shit i run on foot from coastline to coastline a fuckin' thousand times

But we got off on the wrong foot

This information is vital, look

I got something you've been waiting for

In left hand mic,in right a viper.

And it's breaking me down, watching the world spin round

Raise a hill place my foot in the sand creating a mound,