This is a song about "It doesn t matter if we are distant"

If we want it we gon take it, we won't flaunt it, or mistake it

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery

And all women who had light features, see

Don't regurgitate my sperm

It doesn't matter if you crash and burn

We are the dead, ain't no denying it

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

But it doesn't matter, cause if i was around you i would be bashed/

But still i'm having memories of high speed when the cops crashed

And they'll forever out ya, that's why you always quiet

That don't matter if you really think about it.

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

Trippin'/ wanna take it back before we became distant

Box logo hoodies and goodies from buddies that understand

But it doesn't matter, cause if i was around you i would be bashed/