This is a song about "Running in circlules"

My mind potent like you high off keys or something

(2x speed fast) numbing humming, plumbing, punning, running,

Running out the clock tell im around in the sky birds flock

I'm trynna beat up every beat until my feet at the top

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

People are running around in circlees they start over lapping

I hear your breathing, you've been running/

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Fuck swag, nigga i got ambition

While the fbi or punk police be running in

And i am ahead of my time like false starters

Caught up in the system. running from the coppers

Blood been rushing, i'm thinking 'bout loving

Young roy be stunting , liars steady running

I'm on the run, keep running

I said pay me it’s nothing