This is a song about "Shoes and girla"

I put my shoes and jacket on and get my schoolbag on my back

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

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

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

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Jordan on my shoes, i got the eights and tens

And everybody's having sex

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

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

Is written in our souls, africa

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

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