This is a song about "Distance"

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

Persistent cause he scrounged a distance for a pound of sniff

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

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

I flee the scene, i stay at least a distance. my rhymes are brilliant, you're lines,

Mic in my handi run like marion barberyou haters on the sidelines

Forearm with my gang name, that's an old carve

While in the distance i hear passing cars

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

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

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Next town, need a ride for the distance.

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Keep ya distance with those sentences