This is a song about "White shoes"

Back straight, eyes low, he wears khakis and polo shoes

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

You need shoes i need booze

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Damn i'm fly, i don't need a pair of shoes

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Why you keep falling from your own shoes?

Now concentrate until you get the juice

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

When they would be the same with a day in my shoes,

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Nutty as a nut cake thinks he is goody two shoes

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Ive got neon laced shoes, i used to wear crayon paint shoes,