63 Pairs of Nothing

So your ex has 63 pairs of shoes Nice but she doesn’t have you Rather have you than 63 pairs of nothingness Bored, divorced, waiting for the next sounds meaningless I’ll take 63 pairs of you That’s 63 times the value Of a strong black man, an omen of things to come You with a closet full of shoes collecting dust Me with your ex looking at me his eyes full of lust Not about the shoes lady, shoes won’t keep you warm at night Shoes don’t say baby you look “Dy-no-mite” So go ahead with your 63 pairs of shoes Soon you about to hear the news So get you dress and put on a nice pair Cause I’m walking down the aisle with your ex He on cloud nine dancing on air like Fred Ester