This is a song about "Running from the cops with weed"

While young thugs still running away from the cops

I'm too explosive for your ears like i'm throwing bombs

You be get up on this fly shit baby

From all the weed i'm inhaling lately

Wait, now it's about eight something

From ireland but i'll land, running

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

Jordan 4 seated floorside sitting with mars

Cops running, thinking its a bloody missing body

Mow anybody wanna play some hockey

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

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

With them jordans on and the sheep coat, the weed smoke from that good kush,