This is a song about "Teenage runaway"

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Maybe then he wouldn't make songs about stupid teenage shit.

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

He said that he rather put the pump to his face

Cut the noose off my neck, black runaway slave

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Wrote my first track in my teenage years

One through six yeah that's all gears

The mask is on 'em like a catholic service

Teenage and adult girls cant resist us

I'll be right back in a bit going to find a runaway and make her my bitch

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

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