This is a song about "Walking bucket"

So here is a mop and a bucket now go clean up the bathroom

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

You're walking these streets,

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

I say fuck it before we kick the bucket

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Vision distorting, voices start #talking, barely walking,

While i’m walking down the street

But don't fall asleep

You ain't walking you sulking

Get off a key like i can’t sing

You're walking these streets,

Ass shots in her seven jeans