This is a song about "My getaway"

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

My words are my rhythm

You are my getaway

She can't know where my mother stay

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Mixed feelings cause now all the chicks feeling him

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

My wondrous success bombs my regrets

These my rhymes and my story

Sing it to em' shorty

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Girl, i put in that work