This is a song about "Far"

Far away to darkness

Rub the wood and ima show em love

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

Pussy ass cop puffed is cigar, but thus far,

So, they hate and they say

But now your livin far away

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

I got so many lids, i count way too far

You know...you know who you are

Never once thought i'd ever get this far

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

So far above a storm begins.

By bootin motherfuckers like a shootin star

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

My talents for far too long

My sim card's the bomb