This is a song about "Shoes and purses"

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I don't care about the nice cars and shoes with the leather,

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

Go to thrift store and pick up your missing shoes

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

You need shoes i need booze

With women with issues

Like the swoosh on my shoes

My time with their half-witted reviews

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

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

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Cause i will run home and grab my shoes

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

Loaded that clip and then said bang, the drama it bring is crazy