This is a song about "Ill walk up and down you"

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

You could be doin" - open up your legs, walk me through it

You need to shut up, back up, and back down

You got that money that break – uh break- breakdown

Fading in life i'll tell you pic up your life and walk forward to the future dedicated

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

I been up and i've been down and around, and you ain't even know it,

I am sick of women treatin' niggas like that lotto ticket

They like talking, its like gossip

Ill sock you and leave you to'(tore) up,

I look down on you and you look up to me.

They giving pounds and that before get the money

I was gonna write you a poem today

Y'all wishing i'll get up and walk out, never stay

I done seen a nigga drop find god and skip town

I walk over to the couch and sit down