This is a song about "Walking about"

While i’m walking down the street

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

Walking down the street and witnessed an explosion

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

I'm walking towards your corpses

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

You ain't walking you sulking

Tell them niggas we coming

That likes walking with his hips bragging about his marijuana hits.

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Walking with an empty purse

C walking in the kill zone

Soon as i come home

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Walking with an empty purse