This is a song about "Running forcaptain"

From ireland but i'll land, running

Tell them niggas we coming

I hear your breathing, you've been running/

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

The beat running its course

Alcohol and booty calls

Running with no fuckin shoe

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

And i got 'em running miles,

If i could have 25 wives

Mr. right's running up,

Ummmm yes, we don't stand in the club

Long as she come to me first

"how money running this world?!"

I never fit in with them light skins

From running past my dungeons