Jesus taught by touching things.. hot damn.
i wrote a rap about my new socks.
drop a twenty, up a six pair
in this world of mine, that be super rare
leaving all these dimes in all these times
girl you don't even know
white fuzzy clean gonna make you scream
grey splotches of design, damn why you gotta be so fine
taking what i used to know
and replacing with what i want to FILAAAAAAA
yeah it happened, yeah it's got a name
brand dependency, still the reason for the game
but mostly i can't stitch because it's a little bitch
feet ain't worth that
fit on my toes gonna get me all the hoes
fit in my toms girl, you'd best be gettin some pom poms
this is gonna... this is.... this is redundant.
i just really like new socks. that fit. so fresh'n so clean CLEAN
damn word diggity yo, thought i was done but then i'm all like NO
this beat can't be stopped this rhyme can't be tamed
all them socks with holes prepare to be royally shamed
it'll take at least three weeks to ruin you so live it up nowwwwah
if we happen across some mud i'll just bring you into the shooowwwwwwwah
set you alight with fire, make all ya'll see your powwwwwwwwwah
take you up some stairs put you on up there hell yeah we're in a towwwwwwwah
but i just bought flippy floppies so this is only gonna last a few weeks.
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