This is a song about "Keep your distance"

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Distance and friction, never mentioned when it meant your blessed trips son

Ok i hear you talkin

So keep it up and have your fun

Catalog growing, rappers skedaddle move over

Keep your friends close and your enemies closer

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

Sad but its true, but i ain't on ya level yet

Keep your heart, your will to go on, i'll keep these bars/

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

And sharpen your knives and keep ruining lives

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

Go the distance without any assistance