This is a song about "Run a mile"

Into the green mile, coffin

You can disown him or stone him

We are on a great run

Top ranked, number one my son

Sorry dear/deer never gave a fuck so you better run

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one

I get that work from my face

Dont run now, this is not a race

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Born into a society run by superior races.

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

That i couldn't leave even semi-free on cinco de mile*

Give you a second to run

I'm a son of gun

Aren't you somethin' to admire

Thought he had duffer brain of a mile