This is a song about "8 mile"

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

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

Mary jane keeps me high like every day

I heard the sirens blaze from i mile away.

(8 second instrumental break)

I get my paper, y'all just hate

That's my style/ compile a file that launch me up a mile/

Specially equities, reckon we smile

When it comes to spitting that fire

Thought he had duffer brain of a mile

Inequality promises

On the slow jam of love

We about to set this bitch on fire

Bring your stupid ass back to 8 mile.

So on my way here i hit a couple of queer

I can smell it from a mile talking bout your fear