This is a song about "Running away from everything"

Spitting on everything i see, chipping away at my rivaling rappers,

Shut the fuck up little cabbage-patch activists, class slackers,

While young thugs still running away from the cops

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Don't go running from the shadows

Ain't no women at the shows

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

Running from the motherfuckin' cops like it's an olympic sport,

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

Me and you i think we should ride

Their aint no running away from the light,

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Running faster than these men running from they bastard sons