This is a song about "Walking daed"

Might even know how hard it is, no doubt

Inviting guess i'm walking out

Time is running while you're walking in gait

And we gonnna toast up for the niggas that hate

I'm the sushi king

You ain't walking you sulking

You're walking these streets,

All that ass in your jeans

And laugh at these idiots walking around

In her defense she a part of the crowd

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

Walking to town on the tracks

Im walking hell, living on earth,

Let me wipe my nose with these rappers