This is a song about "My getaway"

No one knows what to say

You are my getaway

See my pain through my eyes,

Fuck trout, you bout? let's fish for ice

My talent should take me places i've never been

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

Hold on you can see my vision

Grab my knife and my gun

How little hugs can turn to draws offered

My shirt, purple label my shirt

I just want somebody i can see

That is my wish, my fantasy.

And everybody's having sex

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration