This is a song about "Don t run away from the truth"

I give her vicoden relief you just an aspirin pill

Don´t try to fuck with me, i am the one who goes for the kill,

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

You don;t thin anymore

Bitch, i was born to ball

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

They run away from justice but i'll squish like they were maggots

You the type to run your mouth then run from me

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

And it hurts, take the "t" from "trust" and just reverse,

We are being wiped off the face of this earth

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

When i come around all the kids they run away,

I try to run away from my issues, but it doesn't help at all

Loud p.o.t. above y’all, patron at 4 am, fuck the last call