This is a song about "Runaway cries"

#slit eyes, #bit you guys, bitching cries,

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

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

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

So many memories, that she cries about

Hopefully the next album can help me out

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Real eyes realise real lies, everyday i can hear your cries

Time flies, all those cries and tries

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

Cut the noose off my neck, black runaway slave

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

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