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

It doesn’t matter how loved you are, the rows at your shows,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

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

Slowly my ritalin is kickin' in and jesus left hand

Aye jay, 8 grand skins gonna take that

We are the dead, ain't no denying it

Know the niggas quick to spit they actors

Sunglasses, hairstyle fashion doesn`t really matters

If god is up above/then what are we here for?/

Lot of tough talk personas, they ain’t really built for war

It dont matter who you are

Nigga i'm a hundred miles far

If we are to rid the world of modern slavery

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

Tell me what to say, no matter if it's true, i'll say it all for you/