This is a song about "Flee"

Depressions getting worse, i need to flee

Knowing you can no longer party

My mind holding me captive, and i cannot flee,

Look it something they can't ever see

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Hurting these herb emcees, you better learn to flee urgently

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

These rhymes are dangerous, ima flee wit the murder weapon.

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Cos i'll get my gun out and then they'll start to flee

She watchin' that oxygen

So flee this beef children,

Words with wood he ig-nites,just to flee these kites

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

And flee from me like epidemics, spreadin' with a harmin' wrath,

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class