This is a song about "Running away"

Relevance has got me running

Bun b, i’m underground king

Get it girl, keep that motor running

But he don't rule a thing

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

Shaolin finger jab, stab the man running

And this will be the song that we sing

Young roy be stunting , liars steady running

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming

Like sally mae on college debt

Sicken feeling running thought my head

From ireland but i'll land, running

And now the present got you struggling

I hear your breathing, you've been running/

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring