This is a song about "Long walks"

(and go berserk) all night long

Uh, red bottoms and a thong

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

I don't go on walks just to look at trees.

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

She walks a few blocks, and arrives at robs house

She goes on in, walks into his home,

Little latasha sho' grown

Cowering on my stage to long/

December 4th a star was born

Grown man shit tonight no romance shit and you should make this bedroom like monday night at magic

Learn to protect my family when a faggot walks up hit em with the automatic

His girlfriend walks in and drops to the floor

That's just the beginning of war