This is a song about "Australian running convention"

Lady at the frank stand will

You running for the chapel

Young roy be stunting , liars steady running

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Relevance has got me running

Man, straight and no fucking

Mr. right's running up,

Money i make em buck

I'm on the run, keep running

Plus big truckin too it's nothing

Running faster than these men running from they bastard sons

The capital punishment, the loud police sirens

Really you spent running and hiding

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing