This is a song about "Run around wit the choppy"

When i'm down and out, i get up and right

Run up on you wit a nine, what a fright

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Drizzle it wit flavourings of the highest quality

Going for the long run

Catch you up on places i've been

You fuck around wit a real savage

Never agree with that message

All because i don't run around for my own sake

And i could see you coming home after work late

Jeah! it's like the whole bird gang's in here, like kurt cobain's was here

When you beefed wit' him, you see him around the block, you would go conceal//

So i threw it in a rap so i'd remember that

And yo, the answer ya have to come up wit

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

Deranged just like a satanist, the ways that it betrays my wit