This is a song about "Miles"

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

That shit was way ahead of time, had emcees runnin' miles,

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

Yeah two times on a sunday what a lil brotha gotta em goin one way

Cinderblocks tied up around your waist nearest bridge three miles away

Dealin' with it 1.3 miles wide and goin 17 miles long?

They say i'm wrong and i'm heartless, but all along

Uhh, addicts arise, when i arrive

My heart races a million miles

My pockets got paper on paper

Let me get it straightfor miles like a laser

We've crossed our paths now we're miles apart

From the time that you stole my heart