This is a song about "Shoes and life and sports and riding or hiding"

Everyone's an attacker hiding behind bad grammer and slander

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Sober up and i'm in narnia without any shoes

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

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

It's like have fun or get a shit grade, or get grades and live a lonely life

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Everyone's an attacker hiding behind bad grammer and slander/

Go to thrift store and pick up your missing shoes

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

We blasting guns and we having fun when we riding, you ain't even know it,

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that