This is a song about "Walking in shit"

Or whatever religion you believe in, bitch you walking on thin ice and i'ma leave

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

But i'm still walking, and it's six in the morning

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

But yo i pack pump, when i'm walking in my own direction,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

C walking in the kill zone

Be my little pill and just creep into my blood stream

Hope to go seven 1000 year ago walking in hopes ravine

I woulda done anything for my own

Got your head in a bag as i'm walking home,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

Walking around in a bitches thong listening to elton john