This is a song about "The popes shoes"

High as shit, i’m in a booth

You can't find your fucken shoes?

I don't care about the nice cars and shoes with the leather,

Temporary the richest, legendary's forever

Jordan on my shoes, i got the eights and tens

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

Self made from my skin to my shoes, size 18 so i know im in the view

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Why you keep falling from your own shoes?

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

And look at the motherfucking popes, they virulent racists,

And look at the motherfucking popes, they virulent racists,

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

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