This is a song about "Timberland boots"

Couldn't buy her louboutin, the boots leave bruises on her calf

I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass

Got my first job getting treated like a slave, with a hard hat hard boots bucket and a spade,

Its important we communicate, intentions to be forever but never cannot wait

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Now the server boots up when it gets a smack

I don't wanna ever come down from this cloud of loving you

Cuz these boots were made for walking and that's just what they'll do

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

He's knocking boots, never coulda dreamed they would prosecute,

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

He's knocking boots, never coulda dreamed they would prosecute,

What is life? take a step in my boots

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

His mother's always worried, thinks that he's knocking boots,