This is a song about "Smelly shoes"

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Like the bottom of your dated shoes

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Why you keep falling from your own shoes?

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

You need shoes i need booze

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Like the swoosh on my shoes

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

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Yeah i know we never got to meet

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

Crockadillys are the shoes for me

Could i make you my baby