This is a song about "Distance"

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

I swear it's like this liquor is improving a lot of women

Go the distance without any assistance

So here i am at the store for some chips

For dissin youre wishin me and the mic had more distance

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

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

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

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

That we’ve been confined to, so the corporate won’t make decisions

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

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

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