This is a song about "Running rings"

If they could cut out all the busting

Get it girl, keep that motor running

Nowadays usually it's his pockets

Stores with drugs,battles without rings

You can't get at me, i'm like helm's deep in lord of the rings.

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Simple timing and found i can run rings round

Ammunition in graceshh, move without a sound

Daunting sings, flaunting things like the golden rings,

My city's culture to the game now in existence

I'm just ridin i done put a thousand miles on my body

#unforgivable sins, unsinkable rings, dont explain it to me

I hear your breathing, you've been running/

Either dumb or smokin' dippers or something

But it never rings that old friends can die by drago

I get money then i’m gone that’s a hard pill to swallow