This is a song about "Running from bullets"

Standing flat footed, i’m on my toes

Don't go running from the shadows

Lately i been stressing so i need you like i’m crazy

They don't even want the beef i got the cattle running from me

It's like a quest, hard as bullets from wild west

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

But im the definition of darkness, don't go running from the shadows

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

So en garde, my god we got these artists in awe

I'm doing shit i never might of did

Bullets hardly connected

And my only fear's a wedding ring

From ireland but i'll land, running