This is a song about "Running through the six"

Squirrel is running on the roof

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Fucked the hot ass cashier in isle motherfuckin six

Yet don't owe them niggas nothing but potent lyrics

Why you saving that, with her misbehaving ass

Running through my mind like i was late for class

Gotta front me a brick, that ain’t nothin’ to you

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

Sons and daughters wander through the slums for running water

When the present so powerful where the hour seem longer

One through six that's all gears

That was my influence

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

There's many questions running through my head

Shaolin finger jab, stab the man running

Harder than granite, hoes know i'm coming