This is a song about "Deadman walking"

Is dc in the house, without a doubt

Inviting guess i'm walking out

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

With the rain pouring as i keep walking,

Trap our young black seeds

You're walking these streets,

You're walking these streets,

Tryna kill my dreams

Walking around hiding behind masks

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Walking with an empty purse

I still got haters

And what about the rappers

Im walking hell, living on earth,