This is a song about "500 miles"

Id run for miles just for a smile and kiss her lips

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

And i got 'em running miles,

I run 8 squared miles, exponent mekhi phifer

And then along came the wrong man for her

Heath ledger said the nights gonna be dark

Just remember: miles can't keep us apart

Then the bitch get lock jawwe on top like toupeshat to the back, with 2 braids

With 500 characters i can take you higher than if you smoked an eighth

Bother me to flow the prodigy child not too hot or too mild running miles

Really probably waitin' on vh1 to do a lil show called rappers wives

Been spending most our lives

And i got 'em running miles,