This is a song about "Far far away"

Isolated and drugged far away and made my way in

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

Far away to darkness

On the slow jam of love

Blade in my hand time flowed like sand and i was far away from wealth,

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

It only looks so far away

I've come so far and i would be far flung

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Originated somewhere really far

Infatuated with becoming a relevant star

You get close but no cigar

Slumdog far apart any sub par

Am i clear to you?picture me rollin' nigga, legitfree like o.j. all day

Far from it, yet close enough to touch it, death, only a step or two away,