This is a song about "Walking roots"

Complications come from constant falling nations and wicked roots,

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

You keep praying on your break, i hope you got a sling

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

My primary concerns are to focus on my modest roots,

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

You're walking these streets,

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

I come from humble beginnings, some cred and gracious roots,

Homey used to be a player, now i coach fools

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

My primary concerns are to focus on my modest roots,

I'm on the stage, you in the stands

Walking around hiding behind masks

Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in suits

I call all my troops to go back to the hip-hop roots,