This is a song about "I m running for office"

Still stop and i laugh; ma, get them rocks in your ass

Running through my mind like i was late for class

Sadistic boy be realistic i hope these lyrics get under your

I have to bleed a bucket full, my life is a movie rated m for mature.

I used to have a nine to five

And i got 'em running miles,

And now the present got you struggling

I hear your breathing, you've been running/

I hear your breathing, you've been running/

I was born to do the damn thing

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Go pull out your m i gear from inside the dresser

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

Sticking to the streets like convertible oil leaks