This is a song about "Walk in my shoes"

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Back to my shoes how could i forget

Kinda pop tart, when i bite into them red

When i’m trying my best, you walk around a day in my shoes,

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Self made from my skin to my shoes, size 18 so i know im in the view

I'm selling wisdom, just try and listen i'm tryna get you

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Its maybe that, my shoes and this benz,she in it with me

Its cold as shit in this booth

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice