This is a song about "Gone away"

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

Put a eighth on lay away

I walked up and asked what's wrong

Real hip-hop will never gone!

So if you see us in the club, go on and walk the other way

Names and graves and the poor children who's parents are now gone away.

We put the world away

So, they hate and they say

Another year has gone away to make way for a new way,

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

If you feel it, it must be real just

Ma's gone, pop's gone, wiggy dipped...

G-5 sitting on the runway

It's a struggle,it's fading away

No days off and that's even on a snow day

Now they are just all gone blown away