This is a song about "The walking dead"

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

See me walking, walkin in the pathway

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Imagine walking down the street without a nigga beggin' for a dollar,

I'm the walking dead, but i'm just a talking head, a zombie floating

I got a slight obsession-of watch your face while ya moaning

He just get her bigger bags

Walking to town on the tracks

I said i got my ass beat

While i’m walking down the street

C walking in the kill zone

On my way back home

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

Walking forward so uncertain if the moment's certain for a closing curtain

If your man want to bet

Back from the motherfucking dead