This is a song about "Shoes"

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

My kostons are the reason that you tossed your wrinkly leather shoes

When they would be the same with a day in my shoes,

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

Sober up and i'm in narnia without any shoes

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Crockadillys are the shoes for me

So while the world goes drake crazy

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

I'm about to snap

My shoes black, slater back/

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

This homosexual troll living under my shoes