This is a song about "I will run"

Fistful of wood, twisted for the good

I run the fucking gamut

We have nothing in common

I want in my life i can't run

I'mma run this road 'till i run this town

Double mg shit, i put the set down

I gotta a mic so you better run

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

And you can tell everyone

We will run this fuckin region

Holla; cheech chong & folarin, only get high when my lows come often

The life is free, the life is fun and it will not be easier if you just run.

I like to watch you run,

I don't trust no one