This is a song about "Marble runs"

Roll the whole mountain, now i’m on the couch bent

New york runs the rap game, can't tell the best?

At her, she skips second period and runs home but

You could call me a freak, i like to get buck, buck

Fuck high school, motherfucker i'm high

He rises runs the game while his cleats pry

The bloodshed's reality, it runs thick, it's tragedy

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

They say she a runs girl like a marathon

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

Then runs outside its nine past 12 he runs into the street a car hits him and he

He runs to her, to stop her screamin',

So if it comes down, may the best man win

So i pull the plug before it runs another bit

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit