This is a song about "Runaway"

Cut the noose off my neck, black runaway slave

But you never come when you period is five days

Put expressions in their music and create the face

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

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

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

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