This is a song about "Running through yo crib"

Sons and daughters wander through the slums for running water

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

Im flying through the ground and im running through the sky

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

We can go to the mall, then be back to the crib

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

And this will be the song that we sing

I'm on the run, keep running

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

Cause i can always see the farthest stars when i'm on you

So would you please listen to what i'mma need from you

Tell the bitch to leave the crib cos that is what i gotta do

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

In my crib / butlers, women and nah no kids

Always running through you like a taser

If they ain’t talking bout paper