This is a song about "Who laces"

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Guess who.. got the wrong nomenclature.

Who will help mama, who, bliss blown.

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

For some who raps so petite

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Who makes up stories with an act who plays tough

Well, you fucking up, and truthfully i had enough

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men

Blue dixon running shoes hanging from laces,hearts pounding faster when

Or you'll drive me crazy

Nerds who claim war with me?

I be calling who next!? who next!!

Half your body laying on my chest

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Who cares? it's acceptable to men in suits who make the rules