This is a song about "Skinny toes"

Bend over touch your toes ,then drop with it

The dead society of a poet

Goin skinny dippin', and you know we ain't trippin'

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

But he is so semi and skinny eya-eya o

They all need attention, they call me a g though

It's torture, life ain't kosher, dubbed the best but my toes hurt

I hit you from rewind it'd be hard to move forward

And a nigga have ‘em beefin’ on who gon' twist up my new growth

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Ohh no... now she's using her toes!

Fuck niggas we dont fuck with those

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat.