This is a song about "Walking minority"

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

No time to sit i've been walking for miles, bought my own kicks walking in style

Walking around hiding behind masks

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Walking on these squeaky floorboards

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

You're walking these streets,

Now i'm living out my dreams

You're walking these streets,

Trap our young black seeds

You're walking these streets,

Get blown like lawn leaves

She need now, she ain't never needed love

I'm walking towards your corpses

Everybody watching while you touching real money

In fact, you faggots tag it as our meekest minority