This is a song about "Madame cj walker"

I'm a forest walker, foggy talker, cold morning proper

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

All i hear is irritation, she even pulled out a walker

I’m running this bitch, you are just a dog walker

With no garden i know hoes that pump water

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Like madame curie i'm too damn curious,

If its not couture, i will not go to her

I am runnin' this bitch, you are just a dog walker

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

Damn right madame, again i fucked those hoes

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

All i hear is irritation, she even pulled out a walker

That's me spitting this fucking garbage toss

Paul walker must of pissed you off,