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

And pull those other four down, you ain't giving up

Drinking liquor and i'm looking for some hoes to fuck

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

I walk up on you, "well, hello tonya"

Or burn a fuse and thats lights out and ill leave that option up to you

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I'm spittin' when i walk, kickin' up chalk on the block and know i walk funny,

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

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

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Walk righ up and give um a smack

You got reason to brag

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

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

Shit, i don't give a fuck, your family looking for you, wish them good luck

Walk outside grab out a tobacco lined cigarette, and light it up,