This is a song about "Selling boots"

"wanna knock them boots like a old pair of tims

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Now the server boots up when it gets a smack

Probly from selling or doing drugs

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Have they all forgot who made this golf shit hot again

But your selling weed your the guy that gets them a ten

But along only schemes they was selling us,

I done seen embalming fluid ruin a nigga promise

One night, i was selling some rocks

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

You busy selling eighths to make a profit