This is a song about "Runnin from feds"

I'm on deck i'm up next

Fuck the dea and fuck the feds

Watching for hollow-tip shots

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

I painted a crime just for the feds

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

But i keep runnin' from somethin' i never wanted so bad!

Bottles by the case, runnin from the jakes

We back on these highways moving cakes

Or whoever really runnin it

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

And that's jay line i had to quote that

Florida, we runnin' this rap shit

They calling me often to offer me walls

I spent most my days runnin from evil thoughts