This is a song about "Toe"

Snitch toe tagging, cover his mouth before he yells

What the bloodclot, tommy frazier fuck yourself

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

And although you're a pain in my big toe, the butt

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

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

And the headrest had to have about eight thorns

Suited up head to toe in detective uniforms

If a nigga didn't fake like them

Bring them toe tags in again

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

The only name you'll need is on your toe tag

You'll be locked from head to toe, unbreakable chains,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Before you go, toe to toe

Got it matching though