This is a song about "8 mile"

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

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

I'm rappin' for the scholars and the hustlers, meanwhile

This is not the 8 mother fuckers no its the 9 mile

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

That i couldn't leave even semi-free on cinco de mile*

Our vision never changed, we self made

Intimidate, humiliate,

I can smell it from a mile talking bout your fear

Big money, all the hoes here, hd, i came so clear

I'm curious jorge, fuck what dem whores say

I heard the sirens blaze from i mile away.

(8 mile road) and i'm gone, i know right where i'm goin

I give you options baby flip a coin

Inequality promises

On the slow jam of love