This is a song about "Distance"

The audience lovin’ him cuz most of them can relate

I travel long distance just to stuff your body in a crate

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

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

Go the distance without any assistance

So here i am at the store for some chips

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

Persistent cause he scrounged a distance for a pound of sniff

Distance and friction, never mentioned when it meant your blessed trips son

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

I saw you from a distance

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Niggas is working forever my bars