This is a song about "Stupid shoes"

Sober up and i'm in narnia without any shoes

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Like the swoosh on my shoes

With women with issues

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Really your so stupid

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Cause i will run home and grab my shoes

My time with their half-witted reviews

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

To liberate yourselves, africa

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Back straight, eyes low, he wears khakis and polo shoes

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Nutty as a nut cake thinks he is goody two shoes