This is a song about "Walking"

3m's on my new balance

And quit walking with ur hips,

You're walking these streets,

When you're reachin' your dreams

Vision distorting, voices start #talking, barely walking,

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

You're walking these streets,

All that ass in your jeans

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

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

While i’m walking down the street

Last of a dying breed

There you lyin’ a rhyme

You'd be walking a fine line

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

I'm walking towards your corpses