This is a song about "Run rap"

I run shit, it happens that for rap i have some gift

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

We have nothing in common

Bitch leme hit that home run

I'mma run this road 'till i run this town

Smokin’ indoi roll my window down

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

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

I can only imagine

Don't even try to run,

What up girl, tell me how you been

If you were smart then you would run.

I gotta a mic so you better run

I'm always cheesin', smile for a reason

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

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad