This is a song about "Distance"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Behind curtains watchin the world hurtin from a distance

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

Keep ya distance with those sentences

While in the distance i hear passing cars

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

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

Enter the system...don't venture a distance, cause spreading terror's their vision

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

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

I can taste the salt from my tears

I saw you from a distance

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

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