This is a song about "Sneaker heads"

About disaster in the world and

Smackin heads on the pavement,

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Nigga be handin out crawfish trays to lumber heads

Inattentive antennae-heads giving zero attempt

While everybody got ammunition on deck

Along with my other trophy heads

Roll up niggas be like sex

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

On top of me the feds, economy's poverty, gotta be the heads,

And that's a better reason to for me to take advantage with sex

And seeing my parents with their palms placed on their heads

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets