This is a song about "Fore runner"

He is a gunner get ready better do a runner

Rap sheet was as long as a sudanese brother

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Last chance you gotta mend your ways 'fore i send you away into lifeless.

I'll just stick with software 'fore i lose a thumb

Or a measure of a fortune more awesome

I'll walk away from it all 'fore i let it go any further

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

The spirit i had 'fore i go back to the same crap

I don’t care where ya are

I aint no fucking runner,

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Go out and work, read your goals 'fore bedtime