This is a song about "No where to run"

We have nothing in common

I like to watch you run,

Thats even better i'm not that into submissive woman

No matter if he had a gun or if he tried to run.

There is no where you can run your in the cell

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

I'm babe ruth in this game, beige coupe in the lane

Run away, run away, sometimes my mind feels no pain,

Closest you get to me is no where near adjacent

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

I am marvin with mind, but i listen to wayne

No one left alive is sure where to point the blame,

Give you a second to run

I pop one, you pop one

Don't even try to run,

And i listen to common