This is a song about "Running away from weakness"

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

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

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

While young thugs still running away from the cops

Dumbin from the lack of blood running.

Blood been rushing, i'm thinking 'bout loving

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

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

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Don't go running from the shadows

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

From running past my dungeons

Because i see right through your disguise

Running from the game just me and my wife