This is a song about "Paul walker death tribute"

Uh, i'm tryna learn something new

Paul mason is faster than you

All i want now, is death

Carefree i don’t need the stress

I'll be there in an instantwho am i to judge another brother, only on his cover

Walking towards my regal like im paul walker, little kid walks up and asks for my signature,

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

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

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Like chris paul with clips of all your bitches getting triple holed.

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

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I can taste the salt from my tears

Grow older, closer to death.

2 of her friends in the back boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy