This is a song about "Girls on the run"

When she see me on the streets, she turn around the other way and run

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

Now i see you talking on the phone to all the other girls,

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Run on a ramage until the world ends

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

Now i see you talking on the phone to all the other girls

I feel like quasimoto with all this shit on my shoulders

Crip on the run, nipsey hustle on the gun

I want to fight the music on this one

I'm glad pushin' that envelope, it's mad open

I will put ya on the run, i’ll put ya on the run

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

I'm just a rapper that is far from done and on the run!

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Picking up all the girls on the street,