This is a song about "Running shoes"

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

My time with their half-witted reviews

Nutty as a nut cake thinks he is goody two shoes

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Like the bottom of your dated shoes

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

I said pay me it’s nothing

I'm on the run, keep running

With women with issues

Iron my clothes, pick out some shoes

You need shoes i need booze

Zero options to choose

Cause i will run home and grab my shoes

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.