This is a song about "Walking love"

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

Walking down the street and witnessed an explosion

In a private jet while i'm walking in

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

C walking in the kill zone

And quit walking with ur hips,

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

No time to plot retreats

You're walking these streets,

We would like to call this an appreciation tape

Time is running while you're walking in gait

Walking on these squeaky floorboards

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

I must go like fly route

Inviting guess i'm walking out