This is a song about "Brothers from 8 mile"

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

Into the green mile, coffin

What up girl, tell me how you been

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

Be some brothers from the east with some beats that be thorough

Protected from fatalism.

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

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

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

You never tire, might as well as inspire

Bring your stupid ass back to 8 mile.

Royal rumble super smash brothers

Let's enjoy our younger years

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

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