This is a song about "Rawalk in the rainne"

Daytime bus pass, now it’s night flights

He's in the books he's in the cites

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Hero in the streets, carnage in the sheets

Knocked out in the lunch in

Through thick and thin

It sends her on a trip so right

In the face of the outside.

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

In the far back near the corner trying to take it in,

Could you tell me where to go? i need direction

Helping the the position that i'm in

In the heat of the summer,

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Cause another innocent died

In the face of the outside.