This is a song about "Walking bucket"

Strumming my pain with his fingers

Walking with an empty purse

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

You're walking these streets,

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

With the rain pouring as i keep walking,

It makes me sick to the stomach, if they dont want it they throw the shit in the bucket

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

I say fuck it before we kick the bucket

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

M.o.b.! nigga we ridei hit the charts like a stick-up kid

It says he's in the hospital, about to kick the bucket,

Big stacks, no lego bricks

And quit walking with ur hips,

You're walking these streets,

I said believe in your dreams