This is a song about "Toes socks"

And have them peoples leakin' like they cd isn't mastered

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

Rock a nigga out his socks

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Those riches abusing socks and the teen glistening

So they quote me and love me like i’m a poet or something

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

I'm the grimreaper and i already got you on your toes

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

Stop the clock and take their watches, cop 'em, got no shoes or socks,

Big money, i’m talking bad hoes

You feel it from your head to your toes

Toes, no attention from bitches, so no kissing this toad

My bitch more sophisticated cause she like to smoke

Bitches flock to the ciroc used to get off in socks

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks