This is a song about "Dave miles"

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

Just remember: miles can't keep us apart

And i got 'em running miles,

Then put it into sex drive

I'm fucked up and this fucking feeling like 8 miles,

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

I run 8 squared miles, exponent mekhi phifer

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

I said i got my ass beat

Mic'ing few miles fitting the backstreet

Slow and steady wins this race

What else do we got dave?

Who know this be the life that i really live

Flying right beside my eyes, got frequent flier miles