This is a song about "Running away from school"

Running faster than these men running from they bastard sons

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

So en garde, my god we got these artists in awe

The trunk ain't raw but we running from the law

There's a father and son, just back from work 'n' school

I grew up with nothin, it hurt me to see my mother poor

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

An watch you cry trying to find the ways to try running away punk

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

But im the definition of darkness, don't go running from the shadows

Man i skip, school everyday, never learned a thing except how to run away,

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Didn't graduate from highs school from problems in my home,

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

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