This is a song about "Thot walk"

This path i choose to walk alone

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

So i took my chain and walk outside

Wen i walk down ya street

Last of a dying breed

See that talk the talk but never walk the walk a lot, it's funny,

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

And i walk what i talk and i walk never ran

I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang

See, i like the person that you are

You walk around sideways like a shot walker

Bring your pen and your weed stash

I walk down the hallway to my class

Thot in highschool naw we ain't knew that

Look how i do it, yo i'm taking you back