This is a song about "Speed runs"

He runs to her, to stop her screamin',

Wayne scorching, i'll applaud him

She's tryna fall back, cuz she say i'm all that

Hurt runs deep i have to confess it

Night falls in thirty minutes, angels fall at instant speed

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Let's proceed to my execution speed.

Pitchfork doesn't need a plate

Speed limits get eliminate

The bloodshed's reality, it runs thick, it's tragedy

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

She grabs a knife with her feet, cuts the tape and runs,

Then runs outside its nine past 12 he runs into the street a car hits him and he

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry