This is a song about "Shoe fame"

Where's your wealth? where's your fame?

I like my hoodies fucked with lame

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

That made china sick ,mad over the out come blood on my shoe

Jordans are a need, aint no shoe game recession

My talent should take me places i've never been

You were rising straight to fame

So much to say a scrabble game

My claim to fame, thats my claim to fame

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

Running with no fuckin shoe

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

Feeling like a dream and nobody pinch you

And became aimless like the guy who thew that shoe/

Im courtside, wizard game

Not aiming for big fame