This is a song about "Running from the cops"

Their aint no running away from the light,

Throw your hands to the sky tonight

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Caught up in the system. running from the coppers

While young thugs still running away from the cops

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

(sirens) "oh shit the cops"

More props. r.i.p., my poor pops

And getting money is the song i sing

Dumbin from the lack of blood running.

I'm an eskimo, nigga, i got cold bars

But my life isnt perfect , always ran from the cops

Running from the game just me and my wife

Cause everyone dreams of the millionaire's life