I walk, and I walk, and I walk
noises in my ear
baby crying, car horns honking, people yelling
I walk, and I walk, and I walk
corner standbys, drive bys, one police, two
Police, three police
I walk, and I walk, and I walk
little boys looking for their baby daddy
I walk, and I walk, and I walk
little boys looking for their fathers, mother
looking for their baby daddy
I walk, and I walk, and I walk
Why is the world going crazy?
Why that little with no father crying for him?
Why that little boy’s mother running and crying a knife?
Why everyone want to be a drug addict all of a sudden?
Why do the police come when everything happened?
I walk, and I walk, and I walk