This is a song about "Distance"

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Persistence is the shit since quitting isn't the sickest way to close the distance

I feel like i heard a faint siren in the distance...

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

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

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

Or let the mob handle that

Blasting into the distance, rocket.

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Of objects in the distance going round and round

Illest bitch alive, realest bitch around

Next town, need a ride for the distance.

To heaven's door -- shed so many tears