This is a song about "Running a round"

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

She be going crazy round the pole like it's a fuck fest

About that nigga round the way, who's always high off a jay

The-na-ture-of-the-world-to-day, the nature of the world today

Running infront of a train

Searching for fortune and fame

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Cops running, thinking its a bloody missing body

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Running circles round your skull like the earths equator

Will spin round the world like a tornado

Ain't he, ancient like the pharaoh

It's like i'm running 'round wounded, so tired of pain

But now invisible cells around your brain