This is a song about "Run it up"

Hold on you can see my vision

Cook up and run where i'm from, the south son,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Hands start grabbin me as i run up the stairs

See, women are the queens, and bitches just bitches

Legs... stamina's up as i run this

But i find it fun how the words just run,

I'm always cheesin', smile for a reason

Been ready to run up on it like a us embassy/

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

If you did run, it was not like you to run far

I'm tryna better my chances of becoming a star