This is a song about "Getting away from drugs"

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

Away from this sucker and his nonsensical rhymes,

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

I need to get out there soon, the cash is getting away

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Like a transformation from drugs to employed placement

I'da ran away from home years ago,

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Amen, they say you only live once

Probly from selling or doing drugs

Yeah, and make sure everything you say

I heard the sirens blaze from i mile away.

Get away from the stress of life

I'm everything that they call nice

See, it's something about commitment though

I'da ran away from home years ago,