This is a song about "Miles grisman"

I'm fucked up and this fucking feeling like 8 miles,

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

Miles away but you got no smiles

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Let me get it straightfor miles like a laser

Fast forward spillin' drinks on her fur

Slow and steady wins this race

Ill have miles davis come from the grave

Give me black bitches, white hoes, new clothes

Walkin' for miles, detaching all i loathe

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Mic'ing few miles fitting the backstreet

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Flying right beside my eyes, got frequent flier miles

I would stand on my desk just to see the world in a different way

Cinderblocks tied up around your waist nearest bridge three miles away