This is a song about "Run escape"

Sooner or later i could use an escape.

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

But how does one escape his own mind?

You can search but you'll never find

Feel like i'm trapped in a cage and as i escape

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Or is he the latter, a gateway to escape

Where every recipient, property of the state

Sometimes i wanna escape from this block,

Murdered every bod from my squad

Bitch leme hit that home run

Well baby bot there ain't no question

Got you right where i want you now you can't escape

You want a husband, but no one has a cape