This is a song about "Running"

I lead the city in requests, but don't do nothing

They fuckin running ,motherfuckers coming

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

Squirrel is running on the roof

"how money running this world?!"

We left em a world that's cursed

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

I'm on the run, keep running

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something

Dumbin from the lack of blood running.

Sicken feeling running thought my head

So if i do call it's just a check

Mr. cocaine muzik, i’m 100 proof

Squirrel is running on the roof

34. blood running down my sleeve,

Y'all know that nigga in the movies