This is a song about "Walking around"

I look around and begin walking into the school

Ain't no doubt about it, hey girl, baby you cool

Walking with an empty purse

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Walking around like he's some hardcore fucking punk

But if a nigga catch a nut bet he feel different

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

And laugh at these idiots walking around

When you're reachin' your dreams

You're walking these streets,

Walking around with two different sets of shades on,

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom