This is a song about "Shoe laces"

Running with no fuckin shoe

Shawty can i taste you

I got the whole damn world on this shoe type of shit

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

I'm eating real good, no soup for you

Then get stuck like the gum under my shoe.

Papa said "be you" don't wear an over sized shoe

Might be leaving with me before the night is through

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Tie my shoe every single lace i got my own world don't come onto my base

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Blue dixon running shoes hanging from laces,hearts pounding faster when

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Dumb asses hide the gun in a shoe box,