This is a song about "Walking away"

You're walking these streets,

Tryna kill my dreams

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

Walking on these squeaky floorboards

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

Vision distorting, voices start #talking, barely walking,

Why i'm fucken falling in each step i'm walking?

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Then speed it up, this playing in the background

Be in the dead fucking center, walking around

3m's on my new balance

And quit walking with ur hips,

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

Inviting guess i'm walking out