Kicks

When I open my door to my room. I take a look down to the ground I see footlocker. None of you punks are on my level I stunt in my lime-green dunks. When it comes to kicks I am the George Bush I'm in a rush to take over. Pardon me while I kiss the sky in my Jordon 12's. My kick game is proper so you lames don't brother me. It my time the brand new shine from my black on black air forces is mean. The sky the limit I have no budget when it comes to kicks. In my mind I am the man and that is the only thing that matters because you fags got waffle batter on the mind, just wasting your time trying to catch up with me. I am light years ahead of you I am crip walking with Luke sky walker space. You can be in my space but your bitch always wants a request. Kicks is not a sport it is a way of life. Do something or be quit.