THE LEANING SHOE
A great day lies ahead as I am lifted out of the corner finally
Last outing left grass shouting as I walked Earth's refinery
The warn towel soothes my sole as you clear away dirt's pose
interlocked in strings and socks as our relationship grows
Favorite Nah...maybe least yet I appreciate the concrete
and the threading of pants leggings as they chaffer beyond me
It's been a while since I've been styled and questioned by crowds
I was the shit when you picked me yet you switched in denial
Our times were the best me crisp and you fresh
fitted out with out-fits rocked losse or tight streatched
As I age I wear becoming rugged, scuffed, and jacked
yet at the top of the pile I sit and I still match ya hats
It's been a minute sice you put cha feet in it and started pimpin
My I wish it was the beginning so these days I envision
Stomping faces or switching laces or just rocked basic
each stride with you inside seemed forever more gracious
Now that I've become the talk amongst and between your crew
I've come to the realization that I'm THE LEANINIG SHOE