This is a song about "On the run"

He say, she say." oh my god

I run out on the job.

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Boy, you better run, cause you on deathbed,

Run on a ramage until the world ends

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

Beasting see me, me, i'm the mc on some run-type shit

Their father is on the run but they see the same setting sun

Its soo-woo season and shawty dick teasin' now for that reason

At dinner with hov hoping that he pass the baton

Yeah i run this earth , the globe u livin on

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

If the feds run up on you , you're going to death row

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

On the run because i got warrants, but it's cool i got endurance