This is a song about "Run with me"

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

You the type to run your mouth then run from me

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

This harbour's run for trading ships with kiss 'em redemption

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

And to run me off, you gotta run me down

Hatin' niggas can't hate, leave 'em all stumped

Im young ready to run with my gun silenced

Even if you hate me, everyone loves me so there's no where to run

Living in a box full of cuyahoga booze, and listen

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

Smack frauds with a mac card i run this shit

He won't run away with his tail between his legs

Looking for dangerously hot bitches and safe sex

Ya kinda cute baby are you new in town

And to run me off, you gotta run me down