This is a song about "Roll out of bed got shoes on my feet"

Hop out the back my feet will migrate

Hold up, wait, these nikes don't got no date

Land of the rich on one dice roll,

18 year sentence with no parole

Walking down the street i got jays on my feet nigga

Our history that they stole, africa

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Which gave me the opportunity of standing out straight on my feet above others

Don't take hotel room i take suite, got lebron's on my feet

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

I ain't got fancy clothes, cars, mansions, or j's on my feet,

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Wonder about my life, got my head in my shoes