This is a song about "1000 miles away from you"

I take it away from you, but your not to blame

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

But it was written in cursive for this king to exist

That you revisit all the moments you diminished

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Run away from the cars...

But i'm miles away, i pound the cake, you can't rap cause you have a bellyache,

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Like i been, dropped and left behind falling from the sky miles high

That’s why you never expect to see me say goodbye

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

The car bumper took a somersault into a tree three miles away

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

Pull up on these 26’s, i’m a vanity slave

Don't fuck around and make it true

I cant stand to be away from you