This is a song about "Running shit"

Every girl running hard.

And by the way i'mma start

34. blood running down my sleeve,

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Check my bank account, got racks on racks

Running shit and i need more laps

Cause right now i got my little boy crying

Really you spent running and hiding

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

Dont act surprised, my ex prolly listening

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Sicken feeling running thought my head

And i got 'em running miles,

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live