This is a song about "Running throug the six with my woes"

Blood been rushing, i'm thinking 'bout loving

Dumbin from the lack of blood running.

The line of my gasoline, running clean up to the truck

From the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

So, suicide i perceive, before i slide on that ring

While the states are spraying kids with 'straying' clips for cash that's running

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips

Rappers in my trunk i packed in six

Two click-clacks and a burst in the niggas , they be scared and be running with their tears

Came from town where everybody wears a frown and nobody ever swears

From running past my dungeons

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

One one six my favorite fashion

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win

Me an my boys we the triple six crew

It may be not the same for you