This is a song about "Manolo rose run ricky run ft fame school"

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

It ain't hard to make money

The aftermath is y'allsi told ya last album, we need help cause we dying

I run the fame, i spit rhymes about you when i'm bored then picture slicing

They say that karats help your vision

When they cops come they fuckin run

And i listen to common

I want in my life i can't run

If you did run, it was not like you to run far

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

I gotta a mic so you better run

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

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

Then get out your seat and jump around

I like to watch you run,

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun