This is a song about "How far ive come"

Wandering pondering how far till the next gas station

Waiting for the perfect time for conversation

Boss broke, spouse choke, blouse open

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

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

Then i blow, i’ma close out the par

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Has music come to an edge or has gone too far

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

I come up on patrol, so you know how i roll

Top of the dome wit it, or wroten lyrics

I've come up quick, watched how it worked, learned the block tricks/

I’m effervescent, just ask them

N thats how most feel when they see me come