This is a song about "Distance"

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

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

Ain’t nobody here leading, it’s way too easy to follow

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

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Behind curtains watchin the world hurtin from a distance

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Cause now i can actually go the distance unlike you douche,

So now i can fucking kill beats from a distance

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Only feel sorry for crack babies and rape victims

For dissin youre wishin me and the mic had more distance

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