This is a song about "Walking on the mood"

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Im not in the mood for any more bad news,

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

Street walking all you jock straps on the cock with hunger

Walking on lonely long dangerous roads on nights he roamed

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Got my j's on my feet as i'm walking down the street

Look up the statistics, and then reflect your mood

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

C walking in the kill zone

Be shy when we're all alone

Walking down the street and witnessed an explosion

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese

I'm in a good mood for sharing yo to the police