This is a song about "Distance"

Of objects in the distance going round and round

A smooth criminaland though i pack this pound

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

Behind curtains watchin the world hurtin from a distance

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Fuck it lets fix this find a gunsmith near distance and get this bitch

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Go the distance without any assistance

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

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

Drink a fifth of hennessy and then take another fade