This is a song about "Walker"

Walking towards my regal like im paul walker, little kid walks up and asks for my signature,

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

You walk around sideways like a shot walker

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

I'm a forest walker, foggy talker, cold morning proper

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

I am runnin' this bitch, you are just a dog walker

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

All i hear is irritation, she even pulled out a walker

All i hear is irritation, she even pulled out a walker

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

I’m running this bitch, you are just a dog walker

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir