This is a song about "Distance"

Dinner time she bring a friend, write my shit so vicious

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

Go the distance without any assistance

So i guess that's where i hide my things

Next town, need a ride for the distance.

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Of objects in the distance going round and round

The fourth one, i like to kick around

But even when you leave, somehow it still try to follow

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

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

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