This is a song about "Stankin ass feet"

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Got the new retros on my feet

But i'm not worried

I feel the sand on my feet

Watch the ground floor come down under my feet

I can always go home and look down my street

Translation cause my life is too sweet

These chains wrapped around my feet,

Yeah he's six feet under

My records sell, yes sir

Dive in originality? it's best you wet your clone feet,

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

We can't catch the beat

Then bow down and kiss my feet

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

Thank my self and floyd, for standing on my feet