This is a song about "Shoes and coffee"

Don't worry just done get inside

With a coffee and we end it like

A broken opportunity, wear the shoes and then you'll see, not a g, but a he, an every man

Crack got her crazyguess who's giving birth to a babyi don't trip or let it fade mefrom out of the fryin pan

Back straight, eyes low, he wears khakis and polo shoes

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Hipster revolutionaries sittin' with coffee, equality,

Like the swoosh on my shoes

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

We got big shoes to fill, and that ain't no small feat/

Go to thrift store and pick up your missing shoes

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

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

I will screw it and over do it, and if ya step on my brand new shoes,