This is a song about "Keep walking"

C walking in the kill zone

Whip, plane, motions own

You ain't walking you sulking

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Walking with an empty purse

Penncounting pennys over tha years

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Time is running while you're walking in gait

Malcolm x, by any means

You're walking these streets,

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Vision distorting, voices start #talking, barely walking,

And quit walking with ur hips,

They bringing me fish and chips

Inviting guess i'm walking out

Y'all be in love, like the howard crowd