This is a song about "Over run"

Real nigga, street certified

Over and over again tried

They tryin to say that i don't care

Over here, money over there

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

So you better run better run son

A million home sellers couldn't find a realer state

Run you over like it is a fucking parade

Over the last line of defense, run the ball like sweetness

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

She’s a star if i ever seen one

Give you a second to run

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme bats

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

And ya pussy was amazing but it ain't worth a couple million