This is a song about "Walking down the st"

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

I stay on the beat. like my converse walking the streets

I keep my money neat

While i’m walking down the street

Be in the dead fucking center, walking around

Tell them that you're from the wolf gang and you're fuckin' proud

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

Walking down the street and witnessed an explosion

I'm walking down this cold and lonely ghastly place

Put expressions in their music and create the face

Cut me off every time im talking

Walking down the street, it's two in the morning,

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

With the rain pouring as i keep walking,