This is a song about "You have bad shoes"

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

These kids become bad, they have a chance given to let go,

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Why you keep falling from your own shoes?

Weatherproof as leather shoes, we sever through you rookies

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

And my weed man should just sell flutes

Why do people have bad attitudes

Zero options to choose

You can't find your fucken shoes?

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Imagine you in my shoes, going through all of my shit