This is a song about "Shoe person"

Cause todays youth judge by the shoe thats on your foot

So i gotta get my point across like a snitch would

Dumb asses hide the gun in a shoe box,

Where would i be without my dogs

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

And became aimless like the guy who thew that shoe/

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

Malcolm is the kind of person

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

He never actually was a bad person,

Then get stuck like the gum under my shoe.

What could you do ?if it was up to you

Smack another person dead

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

The 7-pick up, yukon, the range is come

You cant handle me in person,