This is a song about "Shoe"

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

I wonder how he kept that like a shoe case

Let me tell what it was like, the shoe, it was nice and yellow too

You gave me a taste, now i know there's no getting off you

Im a shoe in for this nigga im already interlaced

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Dumb asses hide the gun in a shoe box,

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Beat you with a shoe to make you sho' like a doggie dude,

The haters gonna walk up and spit on ya shoe

We use cakes to get by, by the dudes in blue

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

So lucid lucifer would lose it if the shoe fits shooting clips before the truth admits

And i don't cook much but i'm tough with that phone book

Cause todays youth judge by the shoe thats on your foot