This is a song about "Runaway"

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

But you never come when you period is five days

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

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

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

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