This is a song about "Runaway"

Cut the noose off my neck, black runaway slave

Ever since grandma died, everyone parted ways

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

I runaway with lights flying, waiting till day the nights dying

Just wanting to runaway, and to at least win that race

So they just keep going, saying nigga in his face

I'll be right back in a bit going to find a runaway and make her my bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage