This is a song about "Tickling feet"

Now it'll cost you 30 racks to get a verse cheap

Thank my self and floyd, for standing on my feet

Head to toe, face and feet,

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

Got the new retros on my feet

Translation cause my life is too sweet

I'm here to make the ground rumble beneath your feet/

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

These chains wrapped around my feet,

Yea i'm missin some sleep

The revolution will proceed

The beat that is at my feet

Weed up, better make a sound

Sack 30 feet in the ground.

She sweeped me off of my goddamn feet.

I pray the lord my guns to keep