This is a song about "Running shoes"

You need shoes i need booze

Zero options to choose

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

My kostons are the reason that you tossed your wrinkly leather shoes

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Relevance has got me running

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

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

The fittest crew like a pair of nike jordan tennis shoes,

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

Crockadillys are the shoes for me

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.