This is a song about "I was runnin through the 6"

All these emotions runnin through ma mind

A place to spend my quiet nights, time to unwind

I was on the pay roll

This shit has got my soul

I kept runnin through the streets

All that ass in your jeans

Hey mr. coach, i don't like you

That i had to go through

I was always the kid.

Can't wait to see you naked

When the cops dip through strappin on my runnin shoes

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Insightfully write that right so keep your parasites paralyzed

Through the cracks the light now shines i was once in darkness felt so blind

Runnin home invasions

They gettin chips, they flippin bricks