This is a song about "Socks"

And of course, my car's off course

Dimes in my socks the pigs watching like hawks

Flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him

Knocking socks to own up or show accretion

I let you know you dealing with dogs

I'm all talk, a smart ass wit tall socks,

Then watch him spin round and round til he sweats his socks

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Socks you find beneath the commode, highroad being radioed

Ain't he dope? no, he the same as shit that tyler wrote

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

Those riches abusing socks and the teen glistening

Don’t pay as much for socks

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Can't see his son shine like the four tops

Wear bikini bottoms, no bra, and tube socks