This is a song about "Walking around"

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud

Why the fuck you think every president is walking around

Inviting guess i'm walking out

Baby heading down a cloud

After he just got out, 15 years to count

And laugh at these idiots walking around

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

Walking around i see a statue of freddy krueger

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

Walking around like he's some hardcore fucking punk

// [but what comes around goes around]

Shake your hair like them track ain't coming out

Be in the dead fucking center, walking around

You know i'm tryna kill that shit, make sure that urn is out