This is a song about "Run up on me"

Or you'll drive me crazy

Run tell mommy, tattle on me,

All my other people that dance around

And to run me off, you gotta run me down

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

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Hit me up on the streets

Malcolm x, by any means

My back up is running / i run fast so you can't rob me

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Went on the run it isn't

Once guarded like the jail assistant

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

When she see me on the streets, she turn around the other way and run

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

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