This is a song about "Flee"

Niggas talkin' greasy, i'm the one that gave them they chance

Why do we flee instead of holding our stance?

I flee the scene, i stay at least a distance. my rhymes are brilliant, you're lines,

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

And smart enough to flee the scene when the block is lit

All my friends, weed & cigarettes so i take a hit

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

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

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

#greet you with excessive bleeding, flee, i might #emerge #'n' #see you!

And when i flee, all the bees come after me

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

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

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