This is a song about "As walk on the sandy beath"

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

I walk down cushing on the dyke back and forth i'm pacing

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

I walk wit the shells, and i aint got no adidas on.

Two big faces on my wrist, boy i got a couple those

As i walk down this wicked road. as i do it both.

As your daughters kiss the filthy ground i stand and walk upon

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

As i glare on the scene

I walk across the road and walk up the steps

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

As i walk the streets, on the sidewalk i speak

If it wasn't bad enough your labels are hoeing you

The haters gonna walk up and spit on ya shoe