This is a song about "Distance"

Here's a plot twist, never really left, watched this all from a distance/

Real enough to admit i listen to people's opinions

Persistent cause he scrounged a distance for a pound of sniff

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

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

Of objects in the distance going round and round

My self-respect i leave that, in the lost and found

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

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

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

That's food for thought you muthafuckas can do the dishes

Kill everybodythey each got a city to pick to make it our part

And me now ! oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.. yeah, yeah.. every distance we apart,

When you spill out hits

Cus beef from a distance