This is a song about "Just get away"

Represent the borough nigga, b.k. all day

He didn't answer her he just looked away

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

Can't believe just as scared whenever you're away,

Run away get away ye's got a gun

I'm finna break this blunt down and burn me up one

When i get to the butt, i flick it, and walk away,

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

This is how she want to live

Get away from the stress of life

So hit me with them cups, ron artest stepen jackson, yea

Every minute i pray, this city might just go away

Caught up in the moment and she trying to get away,

Every day we fight the system, just to make our way

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

Might just go away, and it might just go away