This is a song about "Over run"

Over here, money over there

Pretty girls, sunshine in the air

Tryna run over to put it in order got- "life is so less"

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Fuck you over and over till you run out of ova and still give birth..new christ on earth

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Ah fuck it i'll run your ass over with a bugatti

I want in my life i can't run

Best friend, girl friend, and my good cousin

Don't even try to run,

Top ranked, number one my son

I dont know what im supposed to do/ the race is over/ now where do we run

As i read every word that you write, i can only imagine

Your careers over, he’s slumped over/

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for