This is a song about "Far"

We be in the party like we own that bar

Won't accept defeat, i've come too far

So far above a storm begins.

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Originated somewhere really far

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

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

A nigga thorough, she knew it before i bought her car

Baby as far as we know

Scab, fix up look shop joe

It only looks so far away

Young peyton don't huddle, still run my play

That gyal want mi ride har

But imma make it far

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

Callin' these bitches cuz bitches ain't even women