This is a song about "Running cross country"

I'm on the run, keep running

Don't want to be the king

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Im hardcore, your only that country dump

Am i just a country boy, who rocks

You pull up in parking lots

Third ward general, young cash money

Is in another country

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Leaving the country soaked with oceanic regions

Stop sign eyes, cross-hairs on a sight/

These shows be packing tight

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

Guess i'll meet her right back at start