This is a song about "Running away from a fight"

That skate hard, thrash black hoodies, try something

From ireland but i'll land, running

Just to go to liv on a sunday

Now we fight never run away

Them hoes be smelling that dick from so far away, they be running

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

Might blow your mind, from miles away

All up under the covers day

When he came home, battered from a bar fight.

But who gives a fuck you here tonight

I plead with em, the system ain't right

When he came home, battered from a bar fight.