This is a song about "Long distance"

Now that you’re gone, gone, gone

Nights are still tough and long,

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

With a tear they try to tell me but i never listen

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Next town, need a ride for the distance.

Been spending most our lives

I saw you from a distance

Cus beef from a distance

Got racks, ain’t talking tits

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

My talents for far too long

Go the distance without any assistance

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

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