This is a song about "I love you a mile away"

When you sit n stair for awhile, youll see her tongue will slip out and run about a mile,

And certain death for us ghetto bastardswhat can we do when we're arrested, but open fire

And you cant do shit cause im always ahead by a mile

All i see is don’t change, don’t switch up your style

That's my style/ compile a file that launch me up a mile/

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

This shit ain't nothing new though

Throw down a mile mark, ready, set, go,

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

I know i can be a bitch, but i do love you

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

I will never throw that flag that's failing right in the air by your mile

But i'm miles away, i pound the cake, you can't rap cause you have a bellyache,

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape