SHOES

Uh, yeah, uh Been standin' in line since Thursday I heard a rumor they might be droppin' them early Should have 'em just in time for your birthday Irrelevant holiday affair Got one of those three-leg foldin' chairs I am what you call prepared, for the campout Evenin' brings the battery-powered lamps out Warm clothes but blanket 'case it get cold Corn chips and basic staples to hold Hunger over 'til UberEats is ordered Maybe pizza, or quesadillas and sopa Got a little cooler with assorted waters and sodas Cinnamon sugar-coated malassada, the odor Makes me the envy of the line If not the enemy, not my energy I'll be spendin' plenty of time Inside the books that I bought Got audios and regulars Quite the party goer and reveler "So, on today's to-do list is to design a pair of runnin' shoes The goal is as always in my work is to add emotion to inanimate objects, so" Uh, release day is finally upon us More celebratory than the former But mixed with bittersweet vibes most certainly switched to different beats More policed like Justinian's Byzantinian Christian beliefs There's a risen rhythm you can feel it all in the streets Like a marathon or a parade Poets might wanna pull they pens out like grenades Or, or that model for a year and a half And write down all the tears and the laughs A shot across the bow of the tyrannous class Quote from man standin' on float The whole event is just biggest-fan-channelin' dope I mean, one just feels privileged and esteemed Inwardly serene and spiritually clean Even the line feels like a team In stark opposition to a competition for things "With that, these shoes that we are about to design with words Starts with a sole Not a sole, but a soul, you know, what touches you to earth That's floating in nowhere, the soul" Yeah, uh With touchin' signs of equality to match White kid at the front let me go first 'cause I was black Said it was only right He was used to havin' head starts his entire life Maybe it was time to step aside like trilobites Touchin', I never forget it like ridin' bikes The ordeal starts to spring feelings like guidin' light Permanent villains go about chillin' they psychic fights Nice, and to a buyer's delight You're limited to two so that means I'm buyin' them twice One pair to wear, one pair on ice Aftermarket speculation will surely hike up the price Call that all in the plans Feelin' like Mike with the ball in my hands Swear to God, it's like the best game he ever played I get to wear the first pair possibly ever made "What does that sole look like It's soft to run on But tough enough to withstand the reality of the ground Or the reality of the context we're livin' in That's the soul Let's just call it black" Uh, yeah I get applause as I step outside the pop-up The shop resembles the unfinished house he was in before they shot us We fell down, then we got up Pick Pac up, pick Nip up This is the type of trippin' that scuff kicks up Traditionally creases was a style to refuse But now they represent every mile in your shoes Any mud on your sole gets toweled and removed It's like I'm retracin' every trial, know it took strength Giant steps flowers growin' out of the footprints Liberation, here's your invitation It's a relay race, continuation Get the baton and keep bringin' it back That string theory means we'll keep bein' attached Last thing, this is somethin' of a sight Even when you take 'em off they keep runnin' for your life "You know, can withstand multiple beatings by the ground But it's tough enough to continue on, that's the sole Now there's an upper on top of that sole The upper is made of leather Or maybe knit, or maybe both, you know? That sole and that upper combined by stitches Leaves for a dynamic enclosure around the foot There's a tongue, there's even shoelaces You know, those shoelaces, they are literally as elastic as a rubber band But as tough as links of steel, let's call it chain links So, here we have the shoe taking shape There's a logo on the side, fill in the blank of your favorite one They're all man-made, it's all good But this shoe, these Air Ahmauds or these Air Arberys Are starting to take shape now, you know? They connect man and earth, they allow you to run That running is freedom, accelerated heart rate by design through design Air Ahmaud, Air Arbery What color are these shoes? The upper of these shoes Maybe white, maybe black, pick your favorite But, you know, the world's black and white anyways So might as well limit the whole color palette to that Signed, Virgil Abloh, in quotes of course Oh yeah, there's a red zip-tie on this thing, it makes it our own It's tied into a history of art that's now Copyright 2020"