Got no feet

She was cruisin in a wheelchair sitting in the hot seat. No shoes, kicking by the door. All socks chasing on the back street. I see her coming at me, uhg, no way. Gotta have shoes if you gonna play. Third time around she sped up, like a special olympiad. I been passing her by. Low key, Makin me feel a little glad. I looked on the platform, her sweet smiling kina warm, I gave her a warn. Lady, you need shoes to ride. Even though your socks on pull up all neet. She warmly smiled and said, but I ain't got no feet.

But I ain't got no feet, she says to me all warm and sweet. I look down, frown. Ma'am, I am a dead beat, come on in. I lifted a jump seat