This is a song about "How walk are you"

So quit talk about how good you are

She prayed on me passing that bar

Or are you gonna walk away while you still have the chance,

Then i'mma throw this money while you do it with no hands

Or are you a small wage earner slavin to the rich? thats how it be

Everybody watching while you touching real money

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

You pretend to walk around happily

Give me a reason why i'm not the best breathing

How are you breathing? it's more like you're heaving,

But, i plead you can see things are not how you perceive

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

To read for seven pounds, you must release several pounds

It's funny how it sounds you bars are lighter than a ounce

That mean i never trust em. and if you ever love them

I cook beef on this state-farm, how are you doing? i'm mayhem!