Lookin’ down,
Checkin it.
Who knew I was reppin’ it.
The Air-Walk,
Homies know they best be respectin’ it.
The rubber so slick,
Bulgin’ out my blue denim pocket,
Criss-cross the meanin of my kicks and my jumbo waist-rocket,
If you’re still readin,
I’d advise ya to be leavin’,
The internet is free,
But it definitely ain’t for everybody
Check it!

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