This is a song about "Running cross country"

And this will be the song that we sing

Relevance has got me running

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Where would i be without my dogs

Hustle for dis country money

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

This country, black and white, its split

Because there ain't no coming back from that

So don't cross 'cause it'll cost

Snitches here don't got no heart

Cross left cross right, now dribble down the paint

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

Leaving the country soaked with oceanic regions

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks