This is a song about "Distance"

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

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Of rage as it paved the way in the distance, caving in pavement

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

Persistent cause he scrounged a distance for a pound of sniff

Like a condom that's scuffed up, i'm the wrong one to fuck with

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Cus beef from a distance

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

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

Left chicago with good money for 5 drops

While in the distance i hear passing cars

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

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

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

Next town, need a ride for the distance.