This is a song about "Throught i walk"

So i ain't giving a fuck

I walk with a manly strut,

Separate us, from what jay brought

Hey diaz i wanna go for a walk,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Wen i walk down ya street

I walk up on you, "well, hello tonya"

Lucky seven probably poppa

Barbed wire got a barricade on your destiny

Difficult circumstances i was raised, i walk funny,

I walk into the fuckin bar

You get close but no cigar

I walk around with a crucifix upward

This a different motor man better go to work

You know i am not gon stop

There i took a walk down writers block