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

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

I rhyme great, many wannabe's be like they runnin' the game.

Freakin' out all i see is clouds

Next thing you know i was runnin' the south

People keep runnin from me as i walk the streets cause blood stains my shirt

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

I got so many words runnin through my head

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

The three six are the reason i got into writing

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

In my search for fame will i change? i'm askin

I froze old time, now the future isn't runnin',

She call a nigga too much cause she don't get enough

It's half past five and i'm the seven that six was afraid of