This is a song about "Socks"

Well, that trait matches rap just as well as socks do with sandals

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Stop the clock and take their watches, cop 'em, got no shoes or socks,

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Clock ticks from ten, more socks hung again till 3 2 1 thank god for another year alive, amen.

Fuck long words i dont need a definition, just the same words over and over again

Knockin' dude's socks from the boondocks, last to stand,

My ambition is wicked i put that shit on my hand

And shady hit the box office man, he knocked the socks off us

We living good all of us, we winning, that's obvious

Don’t pay as much for socks

Watching for hollow-tip shots

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Bitches flock to the ciroc used to get off in socks

Walkin my ass to school with mismatched socks

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box