This is a song about "You pair of jumped up muscle y cunts"

They ain't got no muscle you would think they was weightless.

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

Walkin with a pair of nikes

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

Heard you do anything for a pair of 110s

I'm that lion of the jungle with the nicest of fighters muscle

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

You need a pair of new kicks even if you need to sell bricks

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Nigga you were wrong, you jumped in front of my gun, and heard the boom

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

We both grown and i dont care

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair