This is a song about "Trying to walk the christian walk"

I pick up the bowl and walk over to the drawer

Right now at 23 i ain't mad at them reds no more

My nigga hustle all day in front of the corner store

I'm morpheus your the one who's got to walk through the door

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

While the mainstream artists try to fake and walk around it,

Yea, my middle finger to the law

She start to walk, notice the flaw

I walk to the end of the drive way

Im that you would go and steal my heart away

See her man face-to-face through the glass

I walk down the hallway to my class

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

Where the old people are scared to walk the streets at night