This is a song about "I been running away"

While young thugs still running away from the cops

Cause my hoes in the x like they model for cars

So the mind they mine don't coincide with mine

Okay i am running out of time

But if she wanna roll wit me she gotta blow something

Them hoes be smelling that dick from so far away, they be running

But i dont never play

I guess i need to get away

Fine young man with an old man mind

I was young and running wild,

Crooked cops got a nigga scared to drive

And i got 'em running miles,

While i'm running away screaming fuck you have a nice day.

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

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

If you ain't wearing no color, can't nobody say nothing