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

I was born to do the damn thing

Still residing waiting and hiding

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

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Everyone's an attacker hiding behind bad grammer and slander

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

Or you'll spend your life with wrinkles and skin cracking,

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Its either life or the hood, choose whats right and good, and your family's first success son.

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,

Jordan on my shoes, i got the eights and tens

And everybody's having sex

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

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