This is a song about "Stupid shoes"

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Sober up and i'm in narnia without any shoes

When they wouldn't be the same with a day in my shoes,

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Why you tryin to read me if you see there isnt any issues

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

My kostons are the reason that you tossed your wrinkly leather shoes

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

When they would be the same with a day in my shoes,

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

You can't find your fucken shoes?

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada