This is a song about "Running shoes"

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Nutty as a nut cake thinks he is goody two shoes

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

You need shoes i need booze

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Duck duck, say goose

Like the swoosh on my shoes

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Damn i'm fly, i don't need a pair of shoes

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

Blue dixon running shoes hanging from laces,hearts pounding faster when

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

Lazy ass don't believe in lies. truth lies beneath our shoes

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

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth