This is a song about "Distance relationships"

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

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

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

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

Then the relationships before

By the phone, no call

When you spill out hits

I saw you from a distance

I'll shorten the distance, with no assistance nor business

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

But i snap back an i stack facts from past relationships ive had,

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

But damn, the relationships are damaged by the genders,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

The mean streets, water flows through vessels, and relationships,