This is a song about "Shoes and coffee"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Its maybe that, my shoes and this benz,she in it with me

Cause i will run home and grab my shoes

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Khakis pressed, nike shoes crispy and fresh laced, so i guess it ain't

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Y'all sippin' in champagne, while we're just drinkin' coffee

Go to thrift store and pick up your missing shoes

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Jordan on my shoes, i got the eights and tens

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

Stop the clock and take their watches, cop 'em, got no shoes or socks,

Lose your sundress and shoes, and lemme lay it on you

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue