This is a song about "Running from"

But he don't rule a thing

I'm on the run, keep running

I hear your breathing, you've been running/

If they could cut out all the busting

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

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

Criminals running from police doing barrel rolls and flips

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

While young thugs still running away from the cops

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Or a uniformed man, i'm tryna uniform 10 million men

Blue dixon running shoes hanging from laces,hearts pounding faster when

Running from the motherfuckin' cops like it's an olympic sport,

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

Young roy be stunting , liars steady running