This is a song about "A million miles away"

I probably go less miles, stayin in a smaller circle

I try to love 'em in the physical, not literal

I'm here tryin' to pull you through

When i'm a million leagues above you

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

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Mayweather, even i had a fight in a week, i make a million,

Bout a 50 million skaters screamin faster

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I thought of bill clinton

Six and a half million

One in a million flash, a rehash

Baby got that super bass