This is a song about "Running from everything"

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

I tend to let everything just spill from my mind

Yeahehehehe nigga, we be the ballin player-ass nigga

Burning everything you hold sacred, kush imported from jamaica

Criminals running from police doing barrel rolls and flips

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

My niggas fly niggas, this is jet life

Running from the game just me and my wife

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

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

Double-m g up, we up, y'all just relax

Past his prime, everything just fell from the cracks

While young thugs still running away from the cops

See my team has hella cars, i got a couple knots