This is a song about "Walking"

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Time is running while you're walking in gait

Tryna kill my dreams

You're walking these streets,

Be in the dead fucking center, walking around

She crack a smile, i'm finna turn it out

Walking with an empty purse

If i sent my dad letters

You're walking these streets,

Now i'm living out my dreams

Walking to town on the tracks

Switch swag on you little dick fags

It's a shameso much pressure on my brain

Walking straight in confidence, got my pimp game

Lady g, willy b in time

You'd be walking a fine line