This is a song about "Running and death"

Cause i can bring you to your dreams like jesus

And now the chance of my death increases.

I can tell you that this tape

All around theres death,drugs, and rape

It lets u think and rest, never at the brink of death

My bitches ballin' to the maya moore's, yes

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Some people have it worse than me, and face certain death,

Carefree i don’t need the stress

And i'm a hit'cha wit the blow of death

I'm the stack over-fun, fast flow and running

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