This is a song about "Run it back"

Woof, bitch, top doglay yo girl face on my lap, let her play with my sack

I run this game i'll slice your bottom in 4s so you could play quarter back,

I turned around to run, twisted my ankle and sprained it

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit

I hear them talk, and run back to my room, my dad checks up on my bed//

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

The door crack, niggas all black

I run this rap shit, now guess who’s back

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

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

By anotha lil' boy and this is what he said

Bled, an suddenly the thoughts run back in my head

9 months later, new car, can’t afford a son

But i find it fun how the words just run,

Making you run back home to lil mommy

I reel them in, goadomes on see