This is a song about "The way he talks walks"

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Who walks down the strees thinking its cool to sag

The only way that he relates is that i'm seeing red

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

They calling me often to offer me walls

But i kind of like the way that it talks

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

What a fucked up bastard he walks the streets backwards,

She walks with the fox saying ting ting, tang tang

Wanted to go skate, can't, now my day is borin', damn

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

Only thinks about himself never about his people he walks amongst the evil