This is a song about "I was running from the poluce"

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

I remember the makeup running down your face

Add me, take me, pay me it’s nothing

From ireland but i'll land, running

Running from the motherfuckin' cops like it's an olympic sport,

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

Dumbin from the lack of blood running.

I was born to do the damn thing

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

I was the only one she didn't want parts from

Don't go running from the shadows

Brighter than yellow bones

Or was it the effect of vodka running trough your head

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead