This is a song about "Running through the six"

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

You can't lock me up cause i'm only running through

Hands on the steering wheel, blush while she bail out bustingfuck em all, watch em fall screaming

Ghost is finally here feel it running through my body as i start shaking speaking

She all that i can handle

You running for the chapel

One through six that's all gears

That going through some things

Big red creature with a six pack of the apocalypse

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

So i needs to hit a lick, drasticallyi see some balding-ass niggas and they slipping in my spot

Last bit of haze to blaze,everyday was like another police chase,running through the block

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

Six hundred sixty-six, leave it for the tip.

Always running through you like a taser

Got the perfect plan to help me get her