This is a song about "Long distance relationshis"

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

People be tellin' me i need me an african woman

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Behind curtains watchin the world hurtin from a distance

Go the distance without any assistance

Listen here, i ain't lookin for no tears

I travel long distance just to stuff your body in a crate

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

For dissin youre wishin me and the mic had more distance

I'll shorten the distance, with no assistance nor business

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Persistent cause he scrounged a distance for a pound of sniff

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

Got campaign going so strong

My choppa strap too long