This is a song about "Running away from destiny"

You were still ducking running hiding from my previous diss

Older people looking at me how i bought all of this

But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something

Them hoes be smelling that dick from so far away, they be running

So en garde, my god we got these artists in awe

The trunk ain't raw but we running from the law

Run away from the cars...

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

So stay the fuck away from me

You see now that nigga lonely

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

Running from the cops like that shit is an olympic sport,

Away from bein an alcoholic,

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick