This is a song about "100 miles and running"

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

At the bottom and top, running and also stopped//

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

It's wolf gang barking keep you up like car alarms and shit

And i just bounded past so many rappers, 100 that i counted

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

Dying of thirst, been out 100 bars and running

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

And i got 'em running miles,

Dealin' with it 1.3 miles wide and goin 17 miles long?

It's funny how pucci made all the snakes gone

But it was a miracle, i ran for miles and met my crew in the kitchen

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done