This is a song about "Run to the graveyard"

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Run to the station n make a statement.

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Old rubber burners feed kids, have to run the numbers

You think my shits hard, cause i go to the graveyard,

Rebellion and defiance makes my muthafuckin' cock hard

Don't try to run, i'm the quickest

You know i stick to the script

I can run up to the station, grab some hostages or,

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

Let's pretend he had a home to run, saving the days,

I can't wait til she find out that that's really not the case

Old rubber burners feed kids, have to run the numbers

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse