This is a song about "Running and fighting"

I was young and running wild,

Fine young man with an old man mind

No commentary my man, i come out swinging

I think im addicted to the fighting and tripping.

And if she have it, she gon' change her blackberry status

Infectious like my rhymes, i'm fighting crime, and picking wages

And i got 'em running miles,

We hustle to survive

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

But we fighting a war, and this is our only weaponry/

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

My team running and we can't fall!

The white and black are fighting back, explode like space comets,

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

Really you spent running and hiding

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string