This is a song about "The music s keeping you on your toes and the heavens are setting"

Tag your toes close the chapter of you assholes

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Have her touchin her toes on the back of the two seater/

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

Tats no dey for my arm

I'm setting off the bomb

I sit in my room and curse the heavens

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Life is the opposite of limbo, so get on your toes as high as you can go

And the snow is the the only thing keeping me on the run

I just bask in the moment, give my passion to no one

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

Just for being a wizard i'll slice your toes off and stick them in the freezer

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are