This is a song about "I been running away"

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

And i got 'em running miles,

Dying of thirst, been out 100 bars and running

Shoe game bad yeah she might know something

I don't kiss and tell, that's so middle school

Running out of ideas i need to retool

I'm a gentlemen women tell me my wisdom is different

An watch you cry trying to find the ways to try running away punk

Okay i am running out of time

Guess that means you can never be mine

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Its been along time coming if they start blazing i ain't running

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something

I ain't got nothing, but a stuffy nose running