This is a song about "Your shoes"

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Nutty as a nut cake thinks he is goody two shoes

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Like the bottom of your dated shoes

Shoes that i stole off your dead body

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

This homosexual troll living under my shoes

My brothers need some clothes and shoes

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

You need shoes i need booze

Its cold as shit in this booth

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

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth