This is a song about "Mile"

It ain't where i been

Into the green mile, coffin

That's my style/ compile a file that launch me up a mile/

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

White mans world that i'm livin' in, some say

It smells like "8 mile",all the way,

No disrespecting baby, just tryna make you smile

And you cant do shit cause im always ahead by a mile

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

When you sit n stair for awhile, youll see her tongue will slip out and run about a mile,

Zero options to choose

Come and walk a mile in my shoes.

Like in 8 mile/defy the odds/

Watching for hollow-tip shots

(8 mile road) and i'm gone, i know right where i'm goin

I give you options baby flip a coin