This is a song about "It baffles me the way you walk around"

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar

The way i'm racing around the track, call me nascar, nascar

By the way i walk, and talk, are you in shock mom and dad?

Make sure your fuckin' feelings end up up in a glad bag

Third ward general, young cash money

You pretend to walk around happily

Take a walk with me, let me show you the streets,

So either you dont believe in a nigga dreams

When they hate, i never give a whole fuck, or half shit

If i'm faced with a struggle tomorrow, i'll walk around it,

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

Straight conch got a nigga feeling seasick, oh shit

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

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

After you walk a way all you hear is crowd laughter,

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her