This is a song about "You some bitch ass niggas ahaha fuckboys running out of rhymes"

I mean fam, i was damn near invisible at school

Running out of ideas i need to retool

I’m running this bitch, you are just a dog walker

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Its me, running #blood in an out of your #stream

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

I'm about to murder you with some rhymes

This maze i'm in amazes me at times

We're running out of space,

Baby got that super bass

Running out of patience, but being patients the key

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

And getting money is the song i sing

Dying of thirst, been out 100 bars and running

You bitch ass niggas know my name, i'm in that bentley fire flame

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again