This is a song about "Letting water run over the ice"

Yeah i'm abbas..i'll run you over..don't care if you're a nun i'll bend you over

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Would you like to break the ice man

Still the man with the pan

I dont know what im supposed to do/ the race is over/ now where do we run

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

Ah fuck it i'll run your ass over with a bugatti

I keep a level head, gettin high layin low

And when we're on the mic and emotions letting go…

Over the last line of defense, run the ball like sweetness

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

The water from the past is the same water in the present

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

I am not paying no motherfucking retail for purple label this summer

I'm taking over this culture, i'll run the game like a music conductor.