This is a song about "Socks"

To be the man in this wicked land underhanded hits are plannedscams are plotted over grams and rocks

Invited myself in the gates secretly almost sank in a sink hole, reached in my socks

Knocking socks to own up or show accretion

See dre did scotland and everybody jocked him

I spend thousands on the shoes for the coupe it's nothing

Those riches abusing socks and the teen glistening

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Ill beat that ass till yo socks fall off

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

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

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

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

Bitches flock to the ciroc used to get off in socks

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Gettin' stopped by cops with glocks to rock socks,

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box