This is a song about "Turnin kicks"

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Song is turnin into one long poem.

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

Kicks ass spit tracks so blasphemous

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

Bag of clips, i'm an addict, i like to spit kicks,

I walk around understanding the politics

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Her man face turnin green like his name was ralph nader

This the land of the white man

Turnin' into dragons like liu kang

I don't know defeat

Leopard kicks on my feet

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Im sick (puke) like my nike kicks