This is a song about "Cops running behind me"

Leaving her behind i admit left me wishing i would die.

I told her all about how we been living a lie

Running from the motherfuckin' cops like it's an olympic sport,

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

From jacob's ladder following me from behind, blood stained disguise,

So much pressure in this life of mine, i cry at times

By god, slow grind

She clutched me from behind

Cops running, thinking its a bloody missing body

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Y'all test like professors, you can get ahead

These cops trippin' now they want me dead

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

While young thugs still running away from the cops

But shit, get me, i gotta story, follow me, call the cops

We don't want you with skinny legs and the big ass ass shots