This is a song about "Love and long distance"

She going to borrow some money

Yeah, long as my bitches love me

And as long as it is fucked up

I don't really give a fuck

(and go berserk) all night long

We buy out stores till its all too gone

My city's culture to the game now in existence

For dissin youre wishin me and the mic had more distance

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

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

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

Wolves is out past dawn on your front lawn

Maybe this love is long gone

I saw you from a distance

We buy cars, y’all flip whips