This is a song about "Don t run from my fi"

From run dmc to public enemy

We get the bread and the crumbs, young money

Rapping as i'm mocking deaf rock stars

Run through the forest, run away from the cars,

Searching for fortune and famethe one thing we all adore

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

Is heaven just another door? i leave this here

Run away from the cars...

And mine somewhere bout mars

I would probably kill myself if you told me you was gay

T get this paper so my get to see the holiday

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

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