This is a song about "Crosscountry running"

(2x speed fast) numbing humming, plumbing, punning, running,

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Get it girl, keep that motor running

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Squirrel is running on the roof

I hear your breathing, you've been running/

And this will be the song that we sing

But i ain't listening

Relevance has got me running

That shit was wack as fuck

Mr. right's running up,

Blowing money fast looking like i'm saving nothing

They fuckin running ,motherfuckers coming

From ireland but i'll land, running

I said pay me it’s nothing