This is a song about "Dead man walking"

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Every man woman and child, dead, from a shot to the head,

With the rain pouring as i keep walking,

Kevin durant you're an ant like my mother kin

Malcolm x, by any means

You're walking these streets,

Walking with an empty purse

This one's for the lovers

I just murdered off this beat, man i guess it's dead,

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Inviting guess i'm walking out

I'm the walking dead, hoping that rick grimes lies ahead

The shit was so ahead, thought we was all dead

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

I'm the walking dead baby, i'm the only a-mc.