This is a song about "Nowhere to run"

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

Run to the station n make a statement.

We have nothing in common

Don't even try to run,

Wanting to run away and hide

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

If i could do it all again, have just one more chance

Racing the fast track to nowhere, but the last laugh

Tried to run, i gotta cage her

The choice can be no other

You the type to run your mouth then run from me

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

To performative. describe myself in one sentence? i'm nowhere a normative.

To meet run-d.m.c. and induct them

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again