This is a song about "Walking away"

I keep my money neat

While i’m walking down the street

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

No time to sit i've been walking for miles, bought my own kicks walking in style

When you're reachin' your dreams

You're walking these streets,

Vision distorting, voices start #talking, barely walking,

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Walking straight in confidence, got my pimp game

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

I'm walking towards your corpses

Ships that sail to distant places

Be in the dead fucking center, walking around

In a room full of goons, i'm such a fucking stand out

Walking around hiding behind masks

Know it good when she go no hands