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

But for now, i'm on the run

This thing that you could imagine

We have nothing in common

Don't even try to run,

You the type to run your mouth then run from me

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

Run away, run away, sometimes my mind feels no pain,

So you better run better run son

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

Get of the mic, beat it and run

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Top ranked, number one my son

So i better head out, gotta run