This is a song about "Distance"

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

From the get go, not from the ghetto, watched it from a distance though

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

So now i can fucking kill beats from a distance

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

Of objects in the distance going round and round

Persistent cause he scrounged a distance for a pound of sniff

Constantly talkin shit 'bout the next relative

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

I flee the scene, i stay at least a distance. my rhymes are brilliant, you're lines,

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Enter the system...don't venture a distance, cause spreading terror's their vision

Of rage as it paved the way in the distance, caving in pavement

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

Behind curtains watchin the world hurtin from a distance

My city's culture to the game now in existence