This is a song about "Smelly feet"

I pray the lord my guns to keep

When my words were aimed at your feet

I need to beat

Head to toe, face and feet,

I said i got my ass beat

So repeat tap both feet

Suck my teat, nasty feet,

From the back seat, back seat

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Come up to your peep hole, leave you fuckin' smelly nigga,

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

She sweeped me off of my goddamn feet.

Are feet as we keep going,

Don't want to be the king

The revolution will proceed

The beat that is at my feet