This is a song about "Walking"

And quit walking with ur hips,

When you spill out hits

I’m letting all my niggas grab a plate

Time is running while you're walking in gait

The pigs fly away in the morning

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

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

It’s obvious that girl you’re fine

You'd be walking a fine line

You're walking these streets,

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

With the rain pouring as i keep walking,

Ass shots in her seven jeans

You're walking these streets,