This is a song about "Teenage runaway"

Wrote my first track in my teenage years

As far as these bars, my flow life sentence

Cut the noose off my neck, black runaway slave

While i got my hand on the tec, wave

By a brotha who was hopeless

Teenage and adult girls cant resist us

Love the game know this is coming from a different place

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

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

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

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

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

Have amazing conversation while we flying, i ain't lying

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

Car with no limit what

My teenage years were fucked up,