This is a song about "Walking home"

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Inviting guess i'm walking out

I always fall behind her whenever we walking

Fuck her good, make her call me in the morning

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

They're telling you too go home

I gave ya'll wizardry with my hands

Walking around hiding behind masks

That's why she ignore my flowers

Walking with an empty purse

You're walking these streets,

Little more weed, first class seats

Im walking hell, living on earth,

You fail at life, i'll mug your teachers

Time is running while you're walking in gait

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate