This is a song about "I run this shit"

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

I run this rap shit, now guess who’s back

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I run this slithering sphere, i'll end your whole career,

I am legend, a snicker dick in a vanilly chick

I'm blatant evil, run this shit, you know that i'm a psycho prick,

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Feel it in yo blood, this shit right run deep

I run shit, it happens that for rap i have some gift

Yo, i'm fucking goldilocks up in the forest

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

In this rap shit i run on foot from coastline to coastline a fuckin' thousand times

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Flow is so viscous i run this shit in nikes.

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

World on my shoulders as i run back to this my childhood