This is a song about "Toe socks"

Dip, go! tip toe into the mist, slow..

Now i'm laying out at the delano though

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

Eenie meenie miney moe, catch an orphan by its toe,

Who real bitches check me out though

And we can go toe to toe

I go dough let around, my ho slow head around

Yo bro, wanna go toe to toe pound for pound

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

Word, absence will make the heart grow

Crossing bitches like tick tack toe

Those riches abusing socks and the teen glistening

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Don’t pay as much for socks

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops