This is a song about "Walking the line"

Imagine walking down the street without a nigga beggin' for a dollar,

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

See me walking, walkin in the pathway

She say she fucking with me the long way

While i’m walking down the street

Now it's time to eat

I cant think of the next line...

You shine like a mothafuckin dime

I'll cut him like he's walking in the lunch line slow

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

Walking in the centre, hit me and i mush like feta

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

Uh, well, don't waste time

You'd be walking a fine line

I rap acapella, no beat im undefeat, call me undefeated, and if anyone thinks you won

All the while the thin line i was walking on would dip lower below the edge barely hanging on,