This is a song about "Shoe laces"

I got some woods in yellow, to the burbs im ghetto

Crockadillys are the shoe for where ever you go

I let you know you dealing with dogs

Dumb asses hide the gun in a shoe box,

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

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

That couldn't seem to handle the complexity of tying there laces,

Alias, mussolinimentally unstable, "g" status

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

I tried the hip hop shoe on and it fit

Now you got me hopped up on that

Yeah, glitterati, big bodies and tall swings

Rap game tighter that shabazz shoe strings