This is a song about "My time to run it"

I turned around to run, twisted my ankle and sprained it

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

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

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star

Tell them i finally confessed my sins when it was time for me to die

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

But my fuckin laptop about to run out of power,

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

You didn't respond to my battle till the second time i sent it cuz i stomped you

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

No need to run girl just take it, i'm satan

You bragging cause it must be nice to run the projects

Cum again, invite 'em if you have any fun friends