This is a song about "Far"

Never once thought i'd ever get this far

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

If you did run, it was not like you to run far

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

Say whenever you need me baby, i'm never too far

Wreck these thangs, have em looking like halle berry's car

So far above a storm begins.

It's moe, all i need is more chips

I don't know what you heard about

Your far from figuring me out

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

You've managed to keep your ears pealed and make it this far

I have so much to say

Or maybe far away

The hotels we staying in twelve star

Pussy ass cop puffed is cigar, but thus far,