This is a song about "Sprint"

I sprint fast quick past so one when can notice me

Whaddup hoops, tell them it was for the money

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

I'm the kind of kid that likes to sprint down the hall with some scissors

Gun clicks oh shit sprint to the rooftops with no hesitation jump

Pushing my way to the top but this time it feel different

Shout out to joe and chris, it's a.p on my wrist

They walk then i'mma jog, they job then i'mma sprint

Foamposite max like i'm out of wake forest

Happening? grab my backpack and turn to sprint...

It's them who've lost love, and love for a lyricist

They walk then i'mma jog, they job then i'mma sprint

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

You better sprint out the building cause we bout to set it off.

You got nothing, you sprint to keep up with my jog

I read about napoleon hill and try to know god