This is a song about "Smelly feet"

You've got paradise under your feet,

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Suck my teat, nasty feet,

Have no souls indeed

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Are feet as we keep going,

Indubitably i'm too street

She sweeped me off of my goddamn feet.

#smelly to the #feet, #fleet, #fighting to #defeat

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

While blazing that smelly fragrance, as i am pacing

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

They're thousands of feet, down below

I'm passing flames walking on ma feet

Outstanding clout, what up greg street