This is a song about "Jog"

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

Decided to bag all i had and jog right home where my mother sleeps

With their own versions and different shitthe same night i prayed to god

How do y'all expect to win sprints if you only at a jog?

You got nothing, you sprint to keep up with my jog

Can’t tell you where i’m going, just know i won't stop

I don't jog around my neighborhood, but i run my block/

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Decided to bag all i had and jog right home where my mother sleeps

Whoever want it, they better note that i’m so focused

They walk then i'mma jog, they job then i'mma sprint

They walk then i'mma jog, they job then i'mma sprint

She'll tae kwon do anythin' that we mentioned

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

I'll kick ya head to jog your memory 'cuz i ain't finished yet,