This is a song about "Keep your distance"

And keep for your self your comment

That's why i never claimed i was the best

I saw you from a distance

So i guess that's where i hide my things

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

That sick set, tryna get my kickflips wet

Next town, need a ride for the distance.

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

When i step up out the maserati car

And sharpen your knives and keep ruining lives

And god blessed me with a lot of patience

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

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

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

Ignore the pit, keep your mind above it