This is a song about "Distance"

Cus beef from a distance

I shed so many tears

Of objects in the distance going round and round

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

From the get go, not from the ghetto, watched it from a distance though

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Persistent cause he scrounged a distance for a pound of sniff

Blasting into the distance, rocket.

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

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

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

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