This is a song about "8 mile battle"

This battle will decide your fate

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid

Into the green mile, coffin

Catch you up on places i've been

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

And you cant do shit cause im always ahead by a mile

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

It smells like "8 mile",all the way,

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

I write this battle off the head,

Thought he had duffer brain of a mile

I never smiled as a juvenile

I will never throw that flag that's failing right in the air by your mile

So i'm hurting. me effort is apparent she not fertile