This is a song about "Further away from being hella paid"

Paid my time my day for all i have given, feels like being locked away in prison

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

So stay the fuck away from me

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

Whip purple and yellow, hello

I'da ran away from home years ago,

And keep away from clients this bad guys

They getting nice, they got some ice

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

Im hella faded, comin from the shaded,

I'll walk away from it all 'fore i let it go any further

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

Get away from the stress of life

An ipod mind to you walkman guys