This is a song about "Walking street"

It's like you grew up on drug street, from jump street

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

You're walking these streets,

No time to plot retreats

Vision distorting, voices start #talking, barely walking,

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Including fox hill and 27th street

Last of a dying breed

G.o.n.z. running down the street

So soon. minding your own business walking down the street just doing you like nike says.

I should end up my battle with a kiss i was just trynna clean your rap mess

She only love me when i be ignoring

Walking down the street, it's two in the morning,

Walking around hiding behind masks

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks