This is a song about "Toes"

It's torture, life ain't kosher, dubbed the best but my toes hurt

And i can get em all without lots of effort

Wayne told me that and that's just how it goes

Ohh no... now she's using her toes!

You make my toes curl like when the chalkboards screech

And then i bounce like cars out in long beach

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Make her toes curl, then she scream melodies

Love reefer and love sneaker above those

You feel it from your head to your toes

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

2 v's in the street, blowing trees with hoes

Never flat footed, i’m always on my toes

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

All i could remember was his toes curling like her hair.