Niggas lose sleep,

To put Js on they feet,

No money to eat,

To put js on they feet.

And they weak.

Little kids cry,

To get js on they feet,

Broke niggas wonder why,

I have js on my feet.

And I think.

Back to when,

I had no js on my feet,

They were all stolen,

And sold for free,

And I angrily cried and wondered why,

I had no js on my feet.

And now I know why then,

I didn't have js on my feet,

I learned that there is more to life,

Than just having js on my feet.

So for a year,

No js on my feet,

Just dusty swiss ks and raggedy red rees,

On my feet,

And no worries anymore,

Because I had my sleep,

And lots and lots of food to eat.

Until one day,

I said, "God"?

I know I'm ready,

So can you put some different js,

Back on my feet?

And now that is why,

I have js on my feet.