This is a song about "Cops running behind me"

She clutched me from behind

Good help is hard to find

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Looking like the resurrection of mahatma gandhi with my crew behind me

That you aren't behind me,

Please boo what's your size crazy

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

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

That's the way, you can move it baby

I got the hood behind me

Man, straight and no fucking

Relevance has got me running

Looking for cops behind my back

You got reason to brag

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

Running from the cops like that shit is an olympic sport,